Thank you for your recent email which has been passed to me to answer on behalf of the senior managers within the GMC, in line with the approach taken by similar organisations were correspondence is passed to the team best able to answer it.
Your previous concerns
I was sorry to read about the issues you have faced over an extended period. I can see from checking your correspondence record that we have previously looked at concerns you’ve raised (2003, 2004 and 2012) and on each occasion we have decided there were no fitness to practise issues for us to look into.
As you may be aware, the GMC are not the best placed body to investigate criminal offences. I would always urge anyone with details of criminal conduct to approach the police, in your case this appears to be North Wales Police, and contact them with your concerns and any supporting information you may have. You can contact them by ringing the police non-emergency number 101.
Contacting large bodies can be difficult, so I have checked for local advocacy groups in North Wales. Depending on where you live there are contact details available via the website https://nwaaa.wales/.
In your letter you also ask for a meeting with a senior officer from the GMC, but I’m afraid we cannot offer this at this time.
I can see from your correspondence that many of your concerns are centred on mental health provision and oversight in North Wales. You may wish to contact the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board on 01248 384 194, or via email on ConcernsTeam.email@example.com if you have continuing concerns.
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A few very brief observations, apart from the patently obvious:
Firstly, why has this Top Docs protection racket been given charitable status?
The GMC seem to have completely forgotten about the correspondence of mine that I sent them in the 1980s and 1990s. They also don’t seem to know that there were two Drs Francis of north Wales on the Medical Register; Tony Francis is no longer on the Medical Register because he was found dead in 2012 and Sadie Francis was previously on the Medical Register, but the other day when I put Sadie’s name into the ‘check a doctor’s registration’ facility, I was simply provided with a mysterious message stating that the info was not available but that didn’t mean that the Top Doctor concerned was not on the Medical Register.
Dr Anthony H. Chadwick, who had all those meetings with Sadie and Tony in the 1980s and 90s in his capacity as a BMA rep re providing them with advice as to how to frame me for serious offences, was still in action in south Wales years after that, because he was advising on a Top Doctors’ scrap in south Wales (precisely on the matter of how many hundreds of thousands of quid that a Health Board owed a Top Doc who had behaved appallingly, been suspended and then reinstated after Tony Chadwick went to his aid) a few years ago and Tony Chadwick appeared in the media in support of the Top Doc. Tony Chadwick was on the Medical Register not that long ago, he has only disappeared into the Top Docs’ Bermuda Triangle along with perhaps Sadie – although we can’t even be sure that she’s in there because the GMC seem to know nuzzing about Sadie – recently.
As for Ian McCann’s advice re me contacting the Betsi, not only have I already been down that route fruitlessly – as Mr McCann would know if he had read all of the posts on this blog – but he obviously hasn’t been following Gwynedd resident Michael Joyce’s excellent letters to the Daily Post, in which Mr Joyce for months now has been summarising the many laws broken by the Betsi, the lies told at Board meetings, the unlawful and unsafe practices to which the Board admits yet are never addressed by the Welsh Gov’t or GMC and the figures for patient harm and deaths in the area of Wales served by the Betsi that are the worst in Wales and inexplicable in terms of demography or socio-economic factors.
Last week, the Betsi’s CEO Gary Doherty wrote an angry reply to Mr Joyce which was published by the Daily Post. Gary did not demonstrate that Mr Joyce was factually incorrect on any matter, Gary was just cross that Mr Joyce had the temerity to write to the local paper regularly re the mess at the Betsi. Juxtaposed alongside Gary’s letter was a touching brief letter from a north Wales member of the public thanking the Caring Staff of the Betsi who work so hard for low pay; the author of the letter also mentioned that during their recent stay in hospital the lunches were very good.
I am delighted to hear that they’ve finally sorted the catering out at the Betsi, but I wonder if Gary could provide that grateful patient with details of the salaries of the Low Paid Staff of the Betsi. Gary has access to all the info, from the pay rates of the porters, cleaners and care assistants, right through to the various grades of Angel, Docs and managers; if he does forward the info to the grateful patient, they might be a little surprised at what some of the Low Paid Angels are raking in. They’ll be even more surprised if Gary explains that the NHS unions senior reps are now usually offered private healthcare as part of their salary package, as are senior NHS managers, including those Fat Cats who are Angels.
Meet Grace, the very highly paid Board Secretary of the Betsi:
Following a career in nursing, midwifery and health visiting which included time spent in Australia and Canada, Grace Lewis Parry joined the Gwynedd Family Health Services Authority in 1993 and subsequently the North Wales Health Authority in 1996 as Assistant Director of Patient Care.
In August 2001 Grace took up the position of General Manager to the Gwynedd Local Health Group based in Caernarfon and was then appointed as Chief Executive to the new Local Health Board for Gwynedd.
Grace has continued her professional development, gaining a degree from Bangor and a Masters degree from Manchester University in leadership studies. She attended an Executive Programme on Leadership at Harvard, Boston in 2007.
As an experienced health care professional with substantial leadership, senior management and board level experience, Grace is passionate about improving health and health services.
I don’t have time here to correlate Grace’s career moves with the appalling practices in north Wales, but readers might like to quickly review what was happening to patients during Grace’s time climbing the NHS ladder in north Wales. I’ll just mention that Grace was on the Executive Programme on Leadership at Harvard when Merfyn’s wife Nerys was dying after the Top Docs found that they could do nothing for her. Nerys had previously worked at Harvard, but sadly for Nerys her ex-husband Prof Orlando Patterson still did. Orlando did his PhD at the LSE in the mid-1960s when that institution was run by Richard Crossman’s mates and churned out graduates who later joined the Radical Circles of Gwynne and Dafydd’s network. Orlando is a cultural historian/sociologist who is rated among black elites in the US. Nerys grew up in north Wales and knew all about Gwynne and Dafydd; Merfyn knew even more about them, having grown up in Llanfrothen/Croesor in a pub that his parents rented from Sir Clough at the time when Eric Hobsbawm, Bertrand Russell et al were swinging with the best of them and Gwynne lobotomised dissenters.
‘Do ewe mean mari-jew-ana?’
Orlando Patterson, a historical and cultural sociologist, is the John Cowles Professor of Sociology at Harvard University. He previously held faculty appointments at the University of the West Indies, his alma mater, and the London School of Economics where he received his PhD. He has written on the cultural sociology of sports, especially the game of cricket. Professor Patterson is the author of numerous academic papers and 6 major academic books including, Slavery and Social Death (1982), Freedom in the Making of Western Culture (1991), The Ordeal of Integration (1997), and The Cultural Matrix: Understanding Black Youth (2015).
Research Interests: The culture and practice of freedom; the comparative study of slavery and ethno-racial relations; the sociology of underdevelopment with special reference to the Caribbean; the problems of gender and familial relations in the black societies of the Americas; the ways that cultural processes relate to poverty and other social outcomes.
A public intellectual, Professor Patterson was, for eight years, Special Advisor for Social policy and development to Prime Minister Michael Manley of Jamaica. He was a founding member of Cultural Survival, one of the leading advocacy groups for the rights of indigenous peoples, and was for several years a board member of Freedom House, a major civic organization for the promotion of freedom and democracy around the world. The author of three novels, he has published widely in journals of opinion and the national press, especially the New York Times, where he was a guest columnist for several weeks. His columns have also appeared in Time Magazine, Newsweek, The Public Interest, The New Republic, and The Washington Post.
Place at Harvard for a dim corrupt Angel Who Knows About Sally Baker and much else besides, after Merfyn refused to force Dr Baker out of Bangor University unlawfully? No problem!
I’m not sure that Grace is the best advert for Harvard’s Executive Leadership Programme. Not only is the havoc prevailing at the Betsi evidence of that, but I’ve watched Grace unable to perform an analysis of very simple stats in a Board meeting. As Grace made a pig’s ear of the presentation, a senior Angel sitting next to me whispered ‘That’s not right is it, she’s got it all wrong’. Indeed Grace had got it all wrong, but the Angel sat next to me wasn’t the Board Secretary and the rest of the Board either didn’t notice that Grace had got it all wrong or didn’t dare mention it. The stats with which Grace had such difficulty were the outcomes of mothers and babies. In terms of er deaths.
When I popped over to the Betsi’s website to retrieve the info that I have reproduced above on Grace, I was interested to see that there have been a few changes at the Board of the Betsi since I last visited the site a few weeks ago. Mad Martin Jones has disappeared, although that will probably be because Mad Martin is now CEO of NHS Wales or something ludicrous.
A new Associate Board Member has arrived. Meet Ffrancon:
Ffrancon Williams is the Chief Executive of Cartrefi Cymunedol Gwynedd, the largest social housing provider in North Wales. He is a fluent Welsh speaker who lives in Bangor with his wife and two sons.
He graduated from Sheffield University with a degree in Electrical and Electronic Engineering and spent much of his early career in a variety of posts in the manufacturing sector covering safety standard accreditation of electrical equipment, printed circuit board and fibre optic cable manufacture. He subsequently completed a post graduate Fellowship in Manufacturing Management at Cranfield University. He then spent a number of years working in senior leadership roles within the Rail Industry in the Great Western region with responsibility for maintenance of therailway infrastructure. He returned to North Wales to work for Gwynedd Council in leadership roles within their Housing department. In 2009 he lead the Housing Stock Transfer Ballot Project ensuring a fair vote for Gwynedd Council tenants regarding the future of their homes. This resulted in a positive mandate from tenants to transfer their homes to a newly formed social housing provider, Cartrefi Cymunedol Gwynedd (CCG). He was appointed Chief Executive of CCG in 2009 and lead on delivering the tenants’ mandate and the set-up of the new housing provider which came into existence in April 2010. Since then, he has lead on improving the standard of tenants’ homes, growing the business and providing the very best of services to CCG’s tenants.
He is a Fellow of the Institute of Directors and currently Chairs the Stakeholder Reference Group for the Health Board.
Before Ffrancon was CEO of CCG, he was the Head Honcho responsible for Council Housing at Gwynedd County Council. CCG was the ‘social housing provider’ formed from the transfer of Gwynedd CC’s housing stock to a social housing provider ie. CCG. The ‘to transfer or not’ ballot organised by Ffrancon was widely believed to have been rigged. Ffrancon then moved with the houses, so whereas when the tenants were tenants of Gwynedd CC, Ffrancon was in charge of their houses, after the transfer of the housing stock to the newly created citizen-led CCG following the Fair Ballot Organised By Ffrancon, Ffrancon was in charge of their houses once more.
Brown and I wrote about the nonsense of Gwynedd CC’s transfer of housing stock to CCG and the fuckwittery and lies that accompanied it in one of our books published in 2012. I wonder if Ffrancon read it? We were very critical of the NHS in north Wales in that book as well and a Health and Social Care Expert whispered to me when she read the draft manuscript ‘But you’ve named names’. Indeed we did, but all the information in the book that Named Names was available in the public domain; the scandals, the deaths, the Inquiries, the Court cases…
Just before Ffrancon moved over to a Registered Social Landlord in tandem with Gwynedd’s council houses, I discovered that a number of scams were being run by Ffrancon’s staff. There were the Senior Housing Officers who were taking council house tenants to Court to evict them on the basis of rent arrears of less than £150. The evicted tenants would then be housed in B&B accommodation in Gwynedd for the homeless. Which was owned by the Senior Housing Officers who had evicted them. Gwynedd CC would then pay the rent of the evicted tenants when they had been rehoused in the B&Bs, that were charging many hundreds of quid a week.
The B&Bs concerned were those rather rundown houses opposite Morrison’s in Caernarfon and I understand that there were some in Llanberis as well. At least one Empowered Service User was found almost dead in the B&Bs opposite Morrisons and died hours later in Ysbyty Gwynedd, after her life support was switched off. The official cause of death was chronic alcoholism, beyond the help of the Hergest Unit, or her Top Doc, Richard Tranter. I know her close friend who is in possession of the suicide note that was written by the hopeless drunk who could not be Helped because she had a Borderline Personality Disorder.
The hopeless alkie when she was younger was Referred For Mental Health Care after she refused to sign a statement at the request of Gwynedd social workers saying that her dad had sexually molested her. Her two sisters did make such statements and the dad went to prison. The alkie always maintained that her dad did no such thing and they had all been threatened into lying about him. After the other two sisters made the statements requested, the alkie was identified as being Extremely Disturbed and in need of Help.
I used to work with the alkie, in 1999, in a horrifically abusive ‘care home’ in Llandudno, that I eventually realised was a trafficking organisation, Prestwood Homes. I have discussed Prestwood in earlier posts. I was later told by the alkie’s friend that Dafydd was behind Prestwood. The alkie wasn’t an alkie when I worked with her, but she was bulimic and the ‘managers’ of Prestwood, two gross old bags, had found out and told her that if they made it known that she had Psychiatric Problems, she would never get another job. So the alkie stayed working for them, increasingly unhappily.
I only lasted three weeks at Prestwood Trafficking Ltd, I was identified As A Problem In Need Of Psychiatric Treatment myself by the two gross old bags, ‘Sue and Lynda’, who were pressurising the alkie. Sue and Lynda told me that if I wished to continue working for them I should attend Support Sessions at MIND; all Prestwood clients were forced into doing this. I left Prestwood’s employment instead. I wrote two letters to Conwy Social Services detailing the abuse of residents that I had witnessed. My first letter was ignored so I wrote again. I was offered a Meeting with two Conwy Social Services officials, who demanded to know what I did for a living – by that time I was working as a teacher, but I refused to provide the name of my employers – and threatened me.
I was forced out of my teaching job a few months later. Brown believed at the time that Prestwood had something to do with it, as well as the usual suspects. See ‘Thought For The Day’.
I was later contacted by other people who had also walked out of the employ of Prestwood People Trafficking Ltd who had, variously, told staff at Coleg Menai, NHS professionals and staff at Bangor University what was happening to residents there. All concerns were ignored. Alun Davies, manager of the Hergest Unit, admitted to me that they had been told that residents at Prestwood were being abused. I told Ella Fisk, the Sister who ran the Day Centre at the Hergest Unit, what was happening at Prestwood. Rosie Waite, a neighbour of mine in Rachub at the time, was told by me what was happening there. Rosie told me that she had left social work because it was so abusive in north Wales that she could not tolerate it and was working in Bangor University library instead. Some years after I had told Rosie about Prestwood, Rosie bagged a job with Conwy Social Services as a social work trainer.
My last day on duty at Prestwood with the alkie who later lived in the B&Bs opposite Morrison’s, involved sitting with her late in the evening after she had just come back from returning a Prestwood resident to Ashworth, where the young woman had been a patient before she was transferred to Prestwood. Regan, the girl who was returned to Ashworth, was deemed to have ‘failed’ at Prestwood; translated that meant that Regan did not respond to the threats and abuse from Sue and Lynda by following their orders, instead she kept trying to kill herself.
Regan injured herself constantly and was taken to Llandudno Hospital who failed to ask why this was happening. She tried to hang herself and the alkie found her and saved her life. After that, Sue and Lynda who ‘managed’ Prestwood told the alkie that she would be Regan’s special worker because Regan had formed an attachment to her. Indeed Regan had, she fell in love with her and so when the old bags announced that Regan’s ‘failure’ at Prestwood meant that Regan would be going back to Ashworth, Regan was distraught at the idea of being separated from the alkie.
Regan was unlawfully drugged, bundled into a car with Sue, Lynda and the alkie and driven, breaking all speed limits, back to Ashworth. Regan woke up before they arrived and tried to escape from the car. She was physically dragged into Ashworth by Angels who were on standby to meet the car and the alkie told me that they all entered a room with ‘loads of senior doctors, while Regan screamed at me not to leave her with them and tried to injure herself’. The alkie was ordered to leave by the Top Doctors and the last that she saw as she walked to the car was Regan frantically hammering at the unbreakable windows screaming ‘Don’t leave me with them, don’t leave me’.
When the alkie got back to north Wales and found me still on duty, she collapsed into tears, told me what had happened at Ashworth with Regan, told me that she hated Sue and Lynda, hated working at Prestwood, but Sue and Lynda were blackmailing her over her Mental Illness (bulimia) to prevent her getting another job. I told her that I was leaving and would be going straight to the Social Services to report Prestwood.
I heard that as soon as I left Prestwood, the alkie received ‘promotion’ at Prestwood and was also enrolled into a Management Course at Coleg Menai, paid for by Prestwood.
I next saw the alkie not long before she died. She was drinking heavily, after having left her job at Prestwood. She told me that when she was in her early 20s, she had completed teacher training at Bangor University, but didn’t like teaching and had left. That was how she’d been offered the job at Prestwood.
I later heard that she had died after a few months of living in the B&Bs opposite Morrisons.
Previous posts provided further details of Prestwood. Sue and Lynda were friends with Dafydd. One of them, Suzanne Hamlett, had been a long-term alcoholic patient of Dafydd’s at Denbigh. She had been offered a place ‘for disadvantaged women’ on the psychology degree at Bangor University. After gaining a poor degree, Hamlett worked as a tutor on the counselling course at Coleg Llandrillo, where she met Lynda Holland, who’s husband had ‘committed suicide’. Lynda was one of Hamlett’s students and they began a relationship. Hamlett was sacked for taking advantage of a student. Hamlett moved into the house in Trinity Avenue, Llandudno, that Holland had been left after her husband died and they lived downstairs, filling other rooms with Empowered Service Users, most of them from Liverpool. There was obviously a helpful Top Doctor supplying those residents…
Hamlett told the residents that she was a former Angel and had worked at Denbigh. This was known by every ‘professional’ with whom those residents had contact not to be true.
After I was threatened by Conwy Social Services and forced out of teaching, Hamlett and Holland were featured in the Daily Post! The First Lesbian Couple to marry in Llandudno. A limousine was hired and a crass huge knees-up held and the Daily Post ran a feature on ‘Sue and Lynda Hall’ being dedicated to the Mentally Ill Women whom they Helped.
After I began publishing about the mental health services some years later, Suzanne Hall was in the Daily Post once more. The old cow had died. Ovarian cancer. The Daily Post published a hagiography. Hamlett it transpired was only in her 50s; she looked much older, but that will have been because she spent decades pickled. Hamlett and Holland had been travelling the world when Hamlett was diagnosed. I knew that they were making a fortune – Hamlett boasted about it – but the cash must have been really rolling in, because in her final months, Hamlett and Holland cruised through South America – the Amazon I think -Hamlett flying back to the UK for Cancer Treatment and then resuming the luxury holiday for the Seriously Rich. Unbelievable. The Top Docs were wonderful but poor old Hamlett, Mrs Big in Prestwood People Trafficking Ltd, didn’t make it. A witness to so much gone before her time…
Hamlett had a Humanist Funeral and a Woodland Burial in a wicker casket to be fully Sustainable.
Some five years ago I was intrigued to learn that Rosie Waite had become a ‘Humanist funeral celebrant’. No, I don’t know what is going on either.
Holland fell apart after Hamlett’s death. Holland’s daughter and her lesbian partner – there weren’t many men involved with this lot, which was odd, because the Therapy for Prestwood girls/wimmin who stated that they were gay was to force them to watch heterosexual porn and then Try It With A Man Or A Few, You Might Enjoy It, clients refusing to Engage With Therapy being sent back to Ashworth – ran Prestwood for a bit but it didn’t go well without Hamlett to threaten, manipulate and terrorise residents and the Prestwood chain of homes (there was loads of them by then) was sold.
Note To Readers In England: It’s OK, I DO understand if you find this all very difficult to believe. It is a consequence of a region run by Gwynne and Dafydd since the end of WW II.
Previous posts discuss the Mysteries Of Prestwood, including: the policeman who returned an injured client who had run away without asking how she’d sustained such serious injuries and why she’d run away; the two clients who jumped out of top floor windows after they’d been told by Sue n Lynda to kill themselves if that’s what they wanted to do, both injuring themselves, one of them breaking her back and ending up paralysed; the certificates given to Prestwood staff confirming that they’d undergone Training In Self-Harm when they had not attended the course, which was run by an Angel from north Wales; the sex worker from Llandudno who was hired to provide ‘services’ for a male resident; the orders given to residents to discuss their sexual fantasies and cuddle Hamlett ‘because that’s what normal people do’; the complete disappearance of one Prestwood resident after she told MIND volunteers at Holyhead MIND that she was being abused – this girl had been told by Hamlett that her social workers from home (Liverpool) were sick of her and Prestwood was her Last Chance and that if she Failed at Prestwood, she would be ‘driven back to Liverpool and left to die on an embankment’.
That was not the worst that I heard Hamlett say. I was in the room when Hamlett boasted that Prestwood residents know that if they threaten to hit staff, they’ll get a smack back. No clients ever threatened to hit me or as far as I know anyone else, but I witnessed a Home Manager piss herself laughing, along with Hamlett, after she had slammed Fran against a wall, grabbed her by the throat and told her that I’ll punch your fucking face in if you ever hit me…’
Fran was a young woman with learning disabilities and mental health problems who had been transferred to Prestwood from Ashworth. Fran had a boyfriend who was another Prestwood resident and other residents enjoyed themselves listening to Fran and her boyfriend having sex; this was discussed with Hamlett who encouraged Fran and her boyfriend to discuss their sexual practices with residents. All TVs at Prestwood were those hundreds of channels pay as you view TVs and Prestwood Rules were that Adult Channels were Permitted Viewing but only after 10pm at night.
Hamlett and Holland took Fran ‘on holiday to Greece’ and things became very difficult because for some reason Fran threw a wobbler and smashed up an hotel room. The police were called, Hamlett had to ‘pay the hotel and the police a lot of money for all the damage’ and the party returned home immediately.
The Greek police dismisseth us, with one very big bribe.
So, Hergest staff knew about Prestwood, the GPs in Gwynedd and Conwy knew about Prestwood, MIND worked in partnership with Prestwood, Gwynedd and Clwyd Social Services knew about Prestwood, Coleg Menai knew, Coleg Llandrillo knew and Bangor University knew. The North Wales Police knew as well, as did the Greek police. It wasn’t stopped until the Top Doctors killed Hamlett after I began publishing.
Not only did Hamlett and Holland study and work at Bangor University and Coleg Llandrillo themselves, but Prestwood staff were enrolled for courses at those institutions as well as at Coleg Menai and told their tutors what was happening. Prestwood residents were also enrolled in courses at those institutions. One girl from Prestwood on a Coleg Menai course was so sexually aggressive to the boys that they refused to sit in the class with her. There were Formal Complaints. Coleg Menai wrote to Prestwood and said that they could not accommodate this student because of her sexual aggression towards the boys. Prestwood threatened to sue Coleg Menai under the Disability Discrimination Act. Did Coleg Menai wrote back and say ‘We’ll blow the whistle on you, you people trafficking, criminal bastards?’ No. Coleg Menai crumbled and the girl who grabbed blokes’ bits constantly was taught by herself in a separate classroom.
Prestwood tried the same game with a number of local organisations providing facilities for the disabled, such as horse riding. They were told to fuck off and no, Prestwood did not sue under the Disability Discrimination Act. I’ll mention here that these were not Prestwood clients paying for activities; Prestwood identified every organisation in north Wales that offered free activities for disabled people and Hamlett enrolled residents for the goodies, while Liverpool Social Services (it was usually Liverpool) paid over £1k per week for a Placement At Prestwood.
So the solution to the alkie who had witnessed that awful scene in Ashworth with Regan was found. Switch the life support machine off. I don’t know how many people know about the suicide note, it is in the possession of an Empowered Service User who only told close friends that she found that note.
Brown’s mum knew about Prestwood, I told her all about it and she mentioned it in her letters to me, before she was found dead. The letters that disappeared from my property, in the batch that were stolen after the two boxes of documents stolen from my loft in the mid-1990s were flogged to George Carman and the Digger.
Just before CCG was formed, I knew a tenant of Gwynedd County Council who was being harassed and threatened by one of the Senior Housing Officers over modest arrears. I had witnessed the threats, so I rang Ffrancon’s dept to complain. One of Ffrancon’s henchmen threatened me. So I gave him the details of the scam being run by his colleagues re the evictions and B&B accommodation and also told him that I knew the truth behind a story that had been featured in the media re ‘anti-social’ tenants in Tremadog who had been evicted by Gwynedd CC for their dreadful behaviour. They were in fact Empowered Service Users who had been harassed and threatened themselves by the lying bastards alleging harassment and Ffrancon’s dept had ignored many complaints about this. I offered to contact the media re the matter and Ffrancon’s henchman backed off immediately and assured me that the matter could be resolved ‘without any need for that’. The tenant was allowed to remain in the house.
So it was a little disappointing to learn that soon after, the Gang approached this tenant, told him that ‘they’ (I understand that ‘they’ meant Merfyn Jones and the then CEO of the Betsi, Mary Burrows) ‘won’t win this and when they lose, your life won’t be worth living’ and offered this man an opportunity that he didn’t refuse. In return for hacking my e mails and forwarding the contents to the Gang and withdrawing a statement that he’d made re the threats and harassment to which he had seen me subjected, Gwilym Sion ap Gruffydd thrashed out a nice little deal with the Gang, resulting in a lecturing job for him at Bangor University’s School of Education.
Gwil is currently On Secondment with the Welsh Gov’t. While Gwil’s there, he might like to tell them all that he told me re Ffrancon and serious organised crime and the bent County Court judges that Ffrancon’s mates were using to hear the eviction cases, to ensure that tenants always lost the case.
It seems so, just ask Gwil, he’s got the lowdown.
Readers may have remembered my previous posts about Mary Burrows. My perception was that she was doing her best at the Betsi and I know that she was receiving death threats. Since I wrote those posts I have been told that she doublecrossed me and did deals with the Gang, but I don’t know at what point. Mary died not long after she resigned as CEO of the Betsi in 2012. Cancer. The Top Docs did all that they could.
Get your pink bras on and run those Fund Raising Marathons ladies, it’s your only hope! Tits To Cancer! We’ll Thrash It!
All the Top Docs want is an Old Fashioned Millionaire.
It is ironic that Mary died from cancer, because north Wales boasts an Expert In Ladies’ Cancers, one Simon Leeson. See post ‘A Cause Close To Our Hearts’. Simon arrived in north Wales in the 1990s from the Gang’s partner ring in Yorkshire. There was much dissatisfaction at the time because there were Scurrilous Rumours that girls and women were making Wicked Allegations about Top Doctors. The Wicked Allegations were of course baseless, but nonetheless Simon Leeson arrived as a Nice Young Doctor who wasn’t such an obviously offensive, drooling pervert or madman as were some of his colleagues. Sadly business as usual continued, even on the part of Simon’s junior doctors. Although I’m sure that Simon Knew Nuzzing and neither did Harvard Leader Grace, who was responsible for the running the services provided by those who were assaulting the patients at the time.
I have been passed documentary evidence signed by your junior Docs Simon. So either you’re a liar or your juniors were completely out of control. It was one of the matters that I was hoping to discuss with senior officers of the GMC, but as you can see they have refused to meet me. I wonder if they’ll change their minds if I write to them with yet more examples of things that one would have thought were totally unacceptable by any standards at all, even those of the GMC?
The last time that I saw Simon was at an IWA dinner in I think 2011. Carwyn Jones was the guest of honour and Merfyn was the MC for the evening. Mary and Simon were sitting on the same table. Simon had a face like thunder all evening and I noted that Mary and Simon didn’t speak to each other once throughout the event.
Since then, the maternity services and mental health services provided by the Betsi were deemed to be so dangerous that the Betsi has spent years in special measures. The ‘services’ are still deemed to be so dangerous – even with the NHS book-cooking – that special measures have not been lifted. So Nice Young Doctor Simon didn’t manage to make that much difference to the dysfunctional obs and gynae services in north Wales did you Simon, despite picking up all those accolades and being part of the big cancer research network linked to the London medical schools…
A new Independent Board Member has also appeared at the Betsi, who was the butt of many a joke at Bangor University when I worked there, on the basis of the unscrupulous Prof with whom she was exploring Uganda. He is a Sports Scientist and Elite Performance Expert – I understand that he does amazing things with his nose – as is his friend who has just joined the Board. The man with the infamous nose is a friend of Sexist Steve Brailsford, dad of Sir Dave.
I’ve saved the best new arrival at the Betsi Board until last. Just read the spiel that is provided by the Betsi for the new Executive Medical Director and readers will realise that there is still a great deal of green paint on the Renault:
Executive Medical Director
David Fearnley is from Cardiff and graduated from the University of Wales College of Medicine in 1993.
David is one of the longest serving Medical Directors in the NHS, with 14 years’ experience as Executive Medical Director at Mersey Care NHS Foundation Trust.
David was named as the RCPsych Inaugural Psychiatrist of the Year in 2009, received the Healthcare Financial Management Association/Academy of Medical Royal Colleges ‘Working with Finance – Clinician of the Year Award’ in 2013 and was named in the Health Service Journal’s 100 Clinical Leaders List in 2015.
His interests include medical leadership, quality improvement science, large scale transformational change and digital health. Last year, he joined the first cohort of the NHS Digital Academy and is currently completing an MSc in Digital Health Leadership at Imperial College London, with a particular interest in the digital readiness of NHS boards. He was elected Fellow of the Faculty of Clinical Informatics in 2019.
David’s national roles have included Deputy National Clinical Director for Mental Health, Associate National Clinical Director for Secure Care and Chair of the Adult Secure Clinical Reference Group (NHS England and NHS Improvement).
If readers purchase a copy of the Torygraph today, they will see a big advert in there that has been placed by the RCN. No, it isn’t a Warning About The Tory Cuts, it is an advert telling everyone that the RCN is the union to join if one is an Angel. Presumably the RCN know that enough Angels are reading the Torygraph to make it worth paying the considerable sum that will have been required for an advert of that size.
As for the GMC’s advice re Advocacy and MIND Cymru, I presume that the GMC have one hell of a sense of humour.
It’s OK, as any fule kno, this is the man responsible for the problems in north Wales; he stepped down as VC from Bangor University some eight years ago and was forced out as Chairman of the Betsi some two years after that. The region is on it’s arse, which just shows how wicked he is.
Today’s Daily Post contains allegations from Blaenau Ffestiniog Town Councillor Mark Thomas that he and his 15 year old son were wrongly arrested and mistreated by North Wales Police officers in connection with the big fire on the mountain that resulted in the evacuation of part of Blaenau Ffestiniog in April.
The Post’s article ends with a quote from Mr Thomas saying: ‘I am meeting with the North Wales Police next month to discuss my complaint. I just want them to be sorry for what they put us through and for whoever started that fire to be held accountable for all the trouble and damage they caused’, followed by the response from Detective Chief Inspector Tim Evans from the North Wales Police Professional Standards Dept: ‘I can confirm that the North Wales Police received complaints relating to this matter, which remain subject to ongoing investigation at this time’.
Readers who are paying attention might recognise Tim Evans’s name from previous posts. Tim was formerly Sgt Tim Evans and in the late 1980s and early 1990s was regularly called upon to interview and/or arrest me by the Top Doctors.
I had no idea that Tim was still in the North Wales Police. I did wonder whether Tim had done a runner and joined another force, because north Wales is heaving with people who have much dirt on Tim re his failure to act on evidence re very serious crime. But then they’ve all achieved promotion on the same basis themselves, so perhaps Tim doesn’t have too much to worry about.
I’ll refresh memories here re Tim Evans and provide a bit more info.
Tim and his colleagues were ordered by the Top Docs to arrest me so often and for such ridiculous offences that in the end Tim et al went beyond the ‘this is a total waste of our time’ bit and were holding conversations with their mates who worked in Ysbyty Gwynedd re what a farce this was. Tim himself told Jeff Crowther, a Nursing Officer at Ysbyty Gwynedd, that the situation was ludicrous, that I was very obviously not ‘dangerous’ or a serious offender and why were the NHS employing ‘all these highly paid doctors and managers’ if they could not cope with someone like me?
Tim and other police officers made representation to Gwynedd Health Authority and discussions were held but to no avail. The demands on the part of Top Docs that I should be arrested continued. In the end, Tim and his mates just saw it as a standing joke and there was much robust comment about the grossly incompetent and mad psychiatrists at Ysbyty Gwynedd who made police statements about me doing things such as ‘walking into a room with a rolled up newspaper and not saying anything to anyone’ or ‘taking a sandwich from the lunch provided by a drug company and asking the docs Are you enjoying the buffet?’
Tim Evans was on record as describing me as a ‘mischievous young woman’ who was essentially harmless. Jeff Crowther, I understand, backed up Tim’s view and yet more Meetings were held at which Jeff, Tim and others maintained that the constant arrests of me were making the Top Docs look vindictive, foolish and were rather bad PR for the psychiatric services. The Top Docs ignored everyone who was telling them this and then upped the stakes.
Tim had a side-kick in those days, a Detective Constable, but I never knew what his name was. One day I was under arrest, yet again and in Bangor Police Station, when Tim and his side-kick came in, took one look at me, pissed themselves laughing and asked the desk Sgt ‘what’s she done now?’
There was another Detective Constable stationed at Bangor Police Station when Tim was there – I never saw him with Tim, but Tim knew who he was, because Tim and the others used to take the piss out of him and call him ‘The Little Fat Man’ – who boasted to me that he and other officers were shagging a nightmare of a girl called Donna Morgan, who moved into my house as a lodger, caused havoc, bounced a cheque for £500 on me, stole everything of value in the house and accused one of the neighbours of sexually harassing her. Donna left me a note telling me not to go to the police because her two friends would give evidence that she had not stolen anything (!) and they would say that I was mad and dangerous as well. I called the police, they subsequently admitted that they knew where Donna was, that she was ‘in hiding from a former boyfriend’ and they would do nothing at all about the matter. The former boyfriend was a man called Hogan, a criminal from Llandudno. Donna threatened me with him as well, but not knowing gangsters in Llandudno the name meant nothing to me.
Donna had grown up in care and unlike most people in that situation, Donna was a good friend of her social worker (in Conwy) and mentioned how supportive she was and Donna only had to ask and she’d help. After I began this blog I was told that Donna was yet another present from the Gang. See previous posts.
After the police refused to act re Donna, I took her to the small claims court. I won and the court issued an order for me to serve on her. So I went to the creche in Bangor University, where I knew that Donna would go to pick up her son, to give her the order. Fran Tate, the Students’ Welfare Officer, ordered the security men to throw me out on the grounds that I was that Dangerous Woman who was Harassing Donna. So I showed the security men the order from the court and poor old Fran instead just had to contact Donna and warn her that I was at the creche so don’t turn up.
Fran Tate worked/had worked in the CAB – Lucille Hughes has for years been one of the senior managers of the CAB in Wales – and since her retirement Fran is back with the CAB. See previous posts.
After excelling as the Students Welfare Officer, a few years down the line Fran Tate became the manager of Student Services at Bangor University. In that capacity, Fran conducted vindictive personal vendettas against students and staff who had crossed her path. Fran had another go at me just after I finished my PhD at Bangor, years after the Donna Morgan business. While I was waiting for a ‘proper’ academic job/funding for postdoc work, I was offered a job supporting students at Bangor with disabilities. Dear old Fran got to hear that I had been offered the job by Ransted, a fly-by-night agency who someone – probably Fran – had subcontracted to find support staff for disabled students and ensured that my job offer was unlawfully withdrawn, on the grounds that I was a Dangerous Nutter.
Had I been so inclined I could have made representation or even taken legal action on a number of grounds including disability discrimination and breaches of data protection, but I was by then aware of the huge problems that Ransted were causing during the execution of their duties, that the support workers for the disabled students were walking out because of problems caused by Fran Tate and that a number of disabled students themselves had complained about the highly inappropriate clueless woman who was responsible for ‘disabled students support’ at Bangor, Tate’s mate Carolyn Donaldson-Hughes. See ‘Disability Support’.
For many years Fran Tate presided over a shite Student Services who colluded with the Gang as students suffered. I’ve been told that Fran was yet another person who bagged her job as a result of Prof Eric Sunderland’s 1984 Big Jobs Giveaway For All Who Knew About That Girl Who Complained About Gwynne, as discussed in previous posts.
Fran was one of the Get Merfyn Out club when Merfyn Jones became VC in 2004. Fran’s story was that Merfyn’s friend had Done A Fiddle With A Fish Farm In Mid-Wales (if it wasn’t so nasty, it would be 24 hour laughter with this lot) and ooh she was Going To Get Merfyn Out. I don’t know which one of Merfyn’s friends had Done A Fiddle With A Fish Farm, whether it was the Philanderer, or the Drunken Groper, or one of Merfyn’s other unsavoury mates. Who knows? Only Fran, friend of a gang of paedophiles and the Royal Lobotomist.
I’ll have two Old Prunes to follow that please, Fran.
And a Bitter Lemon to drink. I’ll order that from Miranda’s pal Two Jags Prezza.
Perhaps a Boiled Ham for the weekend?
With a Big Wobbly Blancmange for dessert?
Prezza’s family came from Prestatyn and he lived there until he was four years old . In the mid-1960s, Prezza was at Ruskin College while Matt Arnold, who later became Head of Bryn Estyn, worked as a part-time tutor there. Peter Howarth, who was given a job at Bryn Estyn by Arnold months after Arnold was appointed Head, was one of Arnold’s students at Ruskin. Arnold and Howarth formed a close friendship, worked at Axwell Park Approved School in Gateshead together and in 1972 relocated to Bryn Estyn and seriously expanded the party in north Wales. Prezza was the President of the Ruskin Students’ Union, he will have noticed Arnold and Howarth. See post ‘A Study In Tyranny’.
Prezza subsequently did a degree at Hull University, one of the institutions who’s staff facilitated/concealed the Yorkshire ring that morphed into the ring in the North East. Prezza was selected as the Labour candidate for Hull as a result of his knowledge re that ring in some way.
Prezza served as the MP for Hull East, 1970-2010, as the ring expanded and as scores of future politicians and academics passed through Hull University who Found Out while they were there and built their careers on reassuring everyone that they Knew Nuzzing. See previous posts.
Meet David Hanson MP, Miranda’s former PPS:
David has been the MP for Delyn in north Wales since 1992, after a career Helping People in eg. Scope and addiction organisations. David and his wife Margaret were both Councillors in Cheshire when Dafydd’s Gang operated in Cheshire as well as in north Wales. David’s wife Margaret doubled up as a senior social worker for children and families for Cheshire County Council. Margaret has worked for a trade union and was Chief Exec of Age Concern for North East Wales. In Jan 2014, Margaret was appointed Vice-Chairman of the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board, after the Gang had forced Merfyn out as Chairman. Margaret has also served as a Councillor in north Wales and Chairs the North Wales Health and Housing Coalition, which ‘aims to reduce health inequalities’.
Margaret is currently researching for a PhD at Chester University, exploring ‘how older men understand and experience the creation of health and wellbeing’. Margaret has been Vice-Chairman of the Betsi Board in the aftermath of the Tawel Fan Scandal at Ysbyty Glan Clwyd, the biggest neglect/abuse scandal of the elderly mentally ill that there has ever been in the UK; many of those who were abused (and died) as a result of Tawel Fan were men. No member of staff was disciplined, except for the Angel who blew the whistle, who was sacked and struck off; staff named in the scandal refused to co-operate with the subsequent investigations and the inquests have still not been held on the eight people who died. Although a further 88 deaths have now been referred to the Coroner re Tawel Fan. See previous posts…
Meet Margaret, the Expert In Older Men’s Health Care:
Dr Dafydd Alun Jones:
In 1997 and 1999, Margaret stood as the unsuccessful Labour candidate in Eddisbury. Eddisbury is a seat that can only be won if one is a paedophiles’ friend – it is just down the road from the family seat of the Duke of Westminster – so all candidates for all parties usually have a sound track record in this area. See previous posts.
Eddisbury is currently held by this blog’s old friend Antoinette Sandbach, for the Tories. Antoinette who’s family are big landowners in north Wales, who’s dad Ian Mackeson-Sandbach was the most high ranking Freemason in north Wales and who’s gran Geraldine Sandbach held numerous roles in which she carried out Good Works, including as the President of the Denbigh branch of the Royal College of Midwives.
Antoinette left north Wales when she was a teenager and showed little interest in the region, pursuing a career as a Criminal Barrister in London. She felt the call of the family estate just after I began publishing about the mental health services in north Wales and returned home. After a brief stint working in the office of David Jones MP, the Tory MP for Clwyd West (see ‘The Right Honourable David Jones MP’) – David formerly shared a solicitor’s practice with Elwyn Jones, the Bangor solicitor who was Of The Gang and assisted in the fleecing and framing of Patient F as discussed in previous posts and comments – Antoinette suddenly found herself on the Tory list of candidates for AMs. Bugger me, she was elected months later and in the Senedd before you could say ‘Reinforcements are being called in because Sally Baker is known to be planning a book’. After a stint as the AM for north Wales, Antoinette defected to the Westminster seat of Eddisbury. I don’t know whether that is because a Daughter Of The Gang was desperately needed in Eddisbury or indeed Westminster, or whether the rich, spoiled Antoinette found life in north Wales and the Assembly not grand enough for her.
The Sandbach family were slave traders. I think that they still might be.
For more info on Margaret Hanson and the Sandbachs, see previous posts. David Hanson in particular features in ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part II’.
Like David Hanson, Tom Watson is also a Hull University graduate who was active in the Hull University Labour Club:
Tom has been the Labour MP for West Bromwich East since 2001. Read about Tom in previous posts. Tom, remember that time when Brown had to rescue you from a furious man who wanted to do you physical damage as a result of something unscrupulous that you had done and you were most grateful to Brown because he found a safe room and hid you until Mr Ready To Kill With His Bare Hands had left the premises? Is the problem sorted yet?
One day in 1990, Sgt Tim Evans turned up at my house in Llanllechid to ‘speak to’ me. I wasn’t arrested, it was yet another conversation re ‘We’ve had another complaint from them about you, can you give me your version of events?’ During the conversation, Tim asked ‘Can you afford all of these fines? You must be on a tight budget?’ At the time I was still working at St George’s Hospital Medical School, so although I did have an income, I was paying rent in London on a shared house and the mortgage on my place in Llanllechid, where I stayed whenever possible because I hated London so much.
I think Tim’s question was prompted by him noticing that I didn’t have much furniture and certainly not the usual things that many people take for granted eg. a couch costing two thousand quid, a load of gear in the kitchen such as washing machine, dishwasher etc. While it is true that I couldn’t have afforded that, I wouldn’t have purchased those things anyway. People lived in quarryman’s cottages like mine for generations without packing them full of consumer durables and I knew that a lot of my neighbours had only acquired those things by buying them all on HP, which Brown and I always saw as a way of keeping people yoked to capitalist society and would stop them ever leaving jobs or beginning a new way of life should they ever feel like it. They’re hooked: the bills will be coming in for years; of course they can stop paying but then they’ll lose the materialist goodies that they have come to over-value and believe that they cannot do without.
I prioritised a house in a rural area with a garden, rather than expensive crap that I didn’t need, but a lot of people didn’t seem to realise that, including Tim.
Shortly after Tim turned up at my house and inquired about my financial position, he turned up again after yet another silly complaint about me. At that point I challenged Tim re the constant silly complaints that he and his colleagues knew had no substance. Tim replied by saying ‘Tony Francis has written to the Chief Constable and complained about me, saying that I’m not taking his complaints seriously – you won’t be able to stop me from being sacked will you?’
I was obliged to accompany Tim down to Bangor Police Station, where Tim interviewed me but did not arrest or charge me.
David Owen was the Chief Constable of North Wales when Tony Francis wrote to him, naming Tim Evans and complaining that the Top Docs’ complaints about me were not being ‘taken seriously’. I was told that Francis wrote the letter after Tim had a conversation with the Top Docs and reminded them ‘She has rights as well, we can’t keep arresting her when she hasn’t committed a crime’.
The North Wales Police were rightly given a kicking over their complete failure to investigate the complaints of the kids in care for decades. However that letter to the Chief Constable about Tim Evans after Tim simply dared remind the Top Docs that I had rights, confirmed my belief that the Top Docs were the biggest problem. Their arrogance, their loud squealing if ever they were challenged, their expectation that they would tell that plod what to do and that plod would bloody well do it, was extraordinary.
Brown observed that in north Wales, the Top Docs used the police as their own private army. Sgt Evans had entertained their idiocy for a long time, had indeed interviewed me on every occasion requested after laughable complaints had been made and after he simply stated that they couldn’t arrest me when I simply had not committed any crime, a furious letter was written to the Chief Constable, complaining about Tim Evans. Sgt Evans had not broken any law and I very much doubt that it could have been argued that re the Top Docs’ complaints, he had neglected his duties. So the Chief Constable ordered him to harass a member of the public on the orders of a Top Doc or he’d find himself in trouble.
Documents in my possession demonstrate that when Francis wrote to the Chief Constable and complained about Tim Evans, the BMA and the MDU were giving Francis and his colleagues free advice on how to refuse to investigate my complaints, unlawfully refuse me all NHS treatment and have me arrested for offences that they knew there was no evidence that I had committed. The MDU lawyers and Andrew Park, the crooked Welsh Office lawyer, both wrote letters to Tony and Sadie Francis observing that one problem was that there was absolutely no evidence to back up the florid allegations being made about me. Park’s solution was that a ‘dossier’ should be compiled of ‘the total’ of my ‘activities’, the said dossier relying upon the statements of staff who had been told by Park to lie in the statements that made up the dossier… See previous posts.
The Top Docs in north Wales were worse than the police, far worse.
David Owen refused to co-operate with the North Wales Police 1991-93 investigation into a possible paedophile ring in north Wales/Cheshire. The Home Secretary -Kenneth Baker and then Ken Clarke – refused to intervene. So hundreds of files were not handed over to the ‘investigating officers’ and the files that were handed over were not sorted, so much time and effort had to be spent doing that and every other obstacle possible was put in the way as well.
The irony was that Ken Clarke had a very poor relationship with the police when he was Home Secretary. His autobiography describes his anger at what he perceived was his personal police officers’ unwarranted intrusion into his personal space as it were, how they never left him alone even when there was no security issue and how it became obvious to Ken that they were snooping and trailing him, listening to his private conversations etc. See post ‘Running The Country – And All That Jazz’.
Well Ken, those officers had quite a lot to worry about at the time re north Wales, but you knew that, you had served in the Dept of Health by then and your war with the BMA resulted in stalemate because they reminded you that you were colluding with the same very serious criminality as they were.
Ken managed to interfere in my own life and the lives of people known to be supportive of me to an impressive extent. See eg. ‘Jennifer’s Diary’. This was considerably assisted by me working in a research team led by Prof Vincent Marks, the brother of the BMA Chairman Dr John Marks when Ken was at war with John Marks while the BMA – usually in the form of A.H. Chadwick aka Tony Chadwick – provided the Top Docs of north Wales with ‘advice’. See previous posts…
I spent much time trying to find info about Chief Constable David Owen when I first began this blog, but he had been erased from the internet. So imagine how pleased I was when Owen died and the Tributes to him appeared, providing info.
24 Jan 2017, The Daily Post:
A former North Wales Police chief constable has died at his home in Llandudno. David Owen CBE, 85, died surrounded by his family following a long illness. Mr Owen, who was born in Betws y Coed in 1931, was the son of a police sergeant.
Could it have been an ancestor of David Owen who was The Missing Link?
Perhaps Prof Dawkins can tell us, Dawkins having been educated at Oundle, that favourite school for so many of the grander Gang families and who hit the big time as a Public Intellectual when Dafydd was the subject of so much bad PR re Mary Wynch and then me! See post ‘So Absolutely Sane, Clear, Quick, Intelligent and Safe…’.
Dawkins’ volume ‘The Blind Watchmaker’ really consolidated his reputation. It was published in 1986, the year that the Gang killed my friend and housemate Anne Vernon, a PhD student in the Dept of Zoology at UCNW. For details of zoologists with a direct link to Dafydd, via Sir Cyril Clarke of Liverpool University, Top Doc, amateur zoologist and research fraudster, see ‘A Trail Of Blood’. Some of the academics at UCNW knew Dawkins and his mates.
During his time as a police officer, he served in the Metropolitan Police, in Merseyside and in Dorset.
David Owen will have known the crooks in the Met who were colluding with Dafydd and Gwynne’s Gang as long ago as the 1960s, under Commissioner Joe Simpson (a former Oundle boy), as discussed in previous posts. More importantly re the 1991-93 investigation, David Owen will have known those who were protecting Prof Ollie Brooke of St George’s Hospital Medical School and the London crowd of Top Docs, who were working in partnership with Dafydd and Gwynne. See eg. ‘Oliver!’, ‘Oliver’s Army’ and ‘Too Many Pills’.
Liverpool was run by Dafydd’s Gang anyway and Rob Evans, one of the Gang’s senior members in Gwynedd Social Services, had worked as a Team Leader for Dorset Social Services. See post eg. ‘I Know Nuzzing…’
Then there was the security services plant Paddy Pantsdown who decided that he would give up the good life in Geneva and move to the West Country shortly after the business with Mr Thrope, because what Paddy really wanted to be was the Liberal MP for Yeovil.
Before Paddy bagged his dream job, he was a youth worker for Dorset County Council…
Deputy Chief Constable Gareth Pritchard said: “David Owen was a highly respected man within the force, nationally and in the community of North Wales. He had a varied career, serving with
the Metropolitan Police, Lincolnshire Police and the Merseyside and Dorset forces, before coming home to North Wales.
He was also appointed President of the Association of Chief Police Officers (ACPO) in 1990.
“David will be remembered for his strong and effective leadership, and I know from personal experience that he left a positive and lasting impression on all those who served with him.
“On behalf of North Wales Police, I wish extend our condolences to his wife Patricia, daughter Gail and sons Philip and Mark. Our thoughts and prayers are with them. The family have asked me to thank the many members of the public who expressed their good wishes to him and to them throughout his recent illness.”
Can I have my NDA please Patricia? I’m sure that the old bastard left a tidy sum. If I’d done what he did, I’d expect to be paid millions.
Police Authority Chairman Tudor Hughes (seated) with Chief Constable David Owen on April 29 1989 (right):
Any information on Tudor Hughes gratefully accepted! Leave a message on the blog or e mail me…
Like everyone else doing everything that they could to ensure that a gang of sex offenders remained in business, David Owen Wanted To Get To The Bottom Of Things, as reported in the Indie,
DAVID OWEN, Chief Constable of North Wales, has backed calls for a public inquiry following a police investigation into allegations of child abuse at children’s homes in North Wales. The investigation, one of the biggest child abuse investigations in Britain, saw 22 police officers making inquiries at 46 children’s homes in Clwyd and 17 in Gwynedd. The homes were under the supervision of social services departments. Mr Owen said an inquiry was necessary to ‘closely examine the areas of responsibility at both political and professional levels’. His move surprised many people in North Wales, as he had rejected earlier advice that an outside police force should be brought in to oversee his own officers’ investigation.
The advice, from Donald Elliott, HM Inspector of Constabulary, was aimed at dispelling local disquiet about the objectivity of the police investigation. Allegations had been made against one serving and two former police officers, but a decision was taken not to prosecute, reportedly because of insufficient evidence.
The Welsh Office has already promised a full public inquiry into the scandal, which has been described as ‘the biggest failure to protect children in British history’.
The investigation began in August 1991 and was headed by Det Supt Peter Ackerley. Last month the North Wales police authority was told that 5,256 separate lines of inquiry had been followed up and 3,231 statements recorded. Bryn Estyn children’s home near Wrexham, scene of most of the alleged sex abuse, closed in 1984.
Peter Morrison was seen driving away from Bryn Estyn with a child in his car. Morrison was Thatcher’s friend and political aide/Minister.
In Dec 1984, Thatch had her History-Making Meeting with Gorby:
The Crown Prosecution Service said all files in the case had been considered and advice given. A spokeswoman said trials were pending against four people. Two people have already been convicted on charges resulting from the investigation. One person was acquitted.
Days before David Owen Wanted To Get To The Bottom Of Things in 1993, I had been found guilty by Bangor Magistrates Court of ‘staring at Jackie Brandt in Safeways’, thus causing her ‘alarm and distress’ and I had to part with £60. Brandt’s statement to the police had claimed that I had sworn and screamed at her and she feared imminent violent assault. Under cross-examination in Court, Brandt repeated this allegation, then admitted that I had not actually spoken to her in Safeways, but I had ‘stared’ at her. Brandt then started crying.
No of course nothing at all was said about Brandt’s perjury, only about F and I laughing when she began crying. Oh we were cruel! No wonder I had to cough up £60 for having looked at Jackie. Who had by that time, unlawfully detained me in a psych ward at Ysbyty Gwynedd (see eg. ‘Sex, Lies and No Democracy’), refused to answer any questions at all about that matter, then perjured herself in two separate High Court cases against me in the hope of having me imprisoned, as discussed in eg. ‘The Bitterest Pill’.
Although we were given a bollocking for Laughing At Jackie and Not Taking That Case Seriously by Hergest Unit staff, Sadie Francis wrote a letter to a third party stating that after being found guilty, I had ‘stormed out of the Court swearing’.
In Sept or Oct 1993, I wrote to Michael Mansfield QC about the abuse of the law by Gwynedd Social Services. MM wrote me a one-line reply. I have been told that on receiving my letter, MM rang the alarm bells loudly and the word was sent out to Radical Committed Lawyers not to take a case for me against the Gang under any circumstances. It was the price that the Fearless Ones had to pay for the continued assistance of the Top Docs re their other cases in terms of Expert Opinions etc. MM and his colleague who shared Took’s Court Chambers with him at the time, St Helena, are members of Gray’s Inn, as was William Mars-Jones.
Paddy French’s blog – Paddy is an investigative journo who has made TV documentaries and publishes the online investigative magazine ‘Rebecca’ – contains much info about the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal that has never appeared in the mainstream media. Paddy French has done a great deal of digging re the role played by Freemasonry in particular. Here’s an example from Paddy’s blog:
THE NORTH WALES Province of freemasonry is a completely closed book.
It refuses to give out copies of its yearbook and these come into the public domain only occasionally. In 1995 a copy came into the hands of journalist Mark Brittain who was Editor of the North Wales Weekly News at the time. He quickly spotted a lodge called Custodes Pacis which was formed in 1983.
The editor of a local newspaper when a copy of the North Wales provincial yearbook came into his possession. He identified a police lodge but found the chief constable unwilling to admit it existed. Photo: Rebecca Television
He was told many members of Custodes Pacis — it’s Latin for Keepers of the Peace — were serving or retired police officers.
Police lodges are not uncommon. Perhaps the best known is London’s Manor of St James which at one point contained many senior officers of the Metropolitan Police.
In 1995 Brittain wrote to the recently appointed Chief Constable of North Wales, Michael Argent, and asked him for an interview. In his letter, he also asked if the new chief was aware of the lodge. Argent wrote back to agree to an interview but told the journalist he could find no evidence of a police lodge. When Brittain met Argent he told him he had evidence of the lodge’s existence and, after the meeting, sent him the lodge entry from the 1995-96 yearbook. Argent wrote back in April. He now admitted that the lodge list “did indeed contain names known to me and my colleagues although in each case they were retired from the force — in some instances for quite a considerable period.”
Brittain wrote back to ask if he was sure that there were no serving officers. In May 1995 Argent replied and said that further enquiries had been undertaken. “I am reliably informed,” he wrote, “that whilst, as I have suggested to youin my earlier letter, it consists mainly of retired police officers — certainly up to superintendent level — there are only four currently serving officers. Three are identified as constables and the fourth is either a constable or at most a sergeant.”
Brittain says Michael Argent’s story changed three times during thiscorrespondence. The man who was chief constable when Custodes Pacis was set up in 1983 was David Owen. When he gave evidence to the Tribunal, he did not mention the existence of the lodge…
We wrote to David Owen to ask him why he didn’t tell the Tribunal about the lodge. He rang back to say he didn’t want to answer questions.
In September 1997, during the North Wales Child Abuse Tribunal hearings, Brittain wrote to the North Wales police authority, which is responsible for the non-policing aspects of the force. The then clerk to the authority, Leon Gibson, wrote back to say that the information about the membership of Custodes Pacis had come from an unnamed lodge member. Gibson added that if the Chief Constable “remembers correctly, there were five, one sergeant and four constables.”
Gibson was also the chief executive of Anglesey County Council at this time. He declined to answer our email asking if he was a mason.
THE BARRISTER who represented North Wales Police at the Tribunal was Andrew Moran, QC. In his opening address, he made it clear that the force felt masonry was an irrelevance. He listed many of the senior policemen who had played a role in the child abuse investigations and said, “I am instructed to add, irrelevant though it should be, that none … is a Freemason.” He added: “Where then, please, we ask is the masonic influence? Freemason[s] at the top of the North Wales Police? There are none … Mason-free zone, we would say.”
In this opening address, he did an unusual thing. He said none of these people “is” a freemason and did not add the usual rider “or has been” when dealing with masonic membership. He therefore left open the question of whether any of these senior officers had ever been masons.
The Report of the Tribunal reported this statement with slightly different but highly significant wording: “At the outset of the Inquiry Counsel for the North Wales Police stated, on the instructions of the Chief Constable, that none of the current or former senior officers from Assistant Chief Constable upwards during the period under review had been a freemason and that the same was true of the relevant Detective Chief Superintendents and Detective Superintendent Ackerley.”
(Ackerley was the Superintendent who headed the major child abuse policeinquiry between 1991 and 1993.)
We wrote to Sir Ronald Waterhouse about how the word “is” had changed into “had been.” He never answered the question. During the public hearings of the Tribunal freemasonry was little discussed,as its report makes clear…
Just a few observations. While Mark Brittain’s efforts are appreciated, the ‘North Wales Weekly News’ was just one of the local papers who failed to report any of the abuses of the Gang. Journos sat in Court week after week – I used to see them there – and watched people framed. Reporting was not objective. There were slurs and smears published about defendants and without fail the views of the bent professionals were prioritised in the local press. Lies were published about Dafydd’s status, his experience, even his job title, as well as about other local big wigs.
I have in my documents copies of messages and letters from local journos that were sent to Dafydd and his colleagues after I had written to or phoned newspapers about the Gang. My medical records also contained clippings of things that local papers had published about F and me; even reviews of F’s art exhibitions and letters that we’d written to the press on matters unrelated to the Gang.
As for Leon Gibson, the Chief Exec of Anglesey, being a Mason or not, it wouldn’t have mattered if he wasn’t. The criminal wrongdoing was so serious and it stretched back so many years that virtually everyone was tied into it. The few who weren’t were just terrified.
Leon Gibson served as a Director of a number of companies. He was born in Jan 1944 and was a solicitor. Companies House has the following information on Leon:
Freemasonry undoubtedly was one of the glues that held the Gang and its mycelia together, but it was much more complex than that. The Freemasonry element however is a good example of the enormous degree of nepotism and cronyism that exemplified the problem. The problem was essentially caused by institutional corruption in professional and public life and the thing that made the structure so bomb-proof was the involvement of the medical establishment.
Not all of those involved were child abusers themselves, but they were weak spineless people who could not stand up against wrongdoing in the way that they all claimed to do so ‘if we ever see anything’. I encountered plenty of colluders who would never have been near a Masonic lodge – if only because they were women who were barred from membership anyway – but their loyalty was to the Gang for numerous other reasons…
One effect of the extensive discussion with regard to the role that bent old coppers who were/are Masons played in the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal is that it completely deflected attention away from the Nice Lady Doctors who were often major players. Or indeed the legions of Wimmin’s and Children’s Champs at the centre of the criminality.
Those To Whom Our Hearts Went Out:
More than a few of this crowd were involved:
They don’t look like Masons to me…
David Owen was given a good send off:
Despite David Owen being as obstructive as possible during the 1991-93 police investigation, hundreds of complaints were made about the abuse of kids in care in north Wales, many of them about the Ty’r Felin children’s home in Bangor. A file was sent to the CPS, but the DPP did not mount one prosecution re Ty’r Felin and only four prosecutions re other institutions. They were far too busy prosecuting me for Staring at Jackie Brandt in Safeways (discussed in detail in previous posts).
See eg. ‘A Future Leader Of The Labour Party?’ and ‘The Mrs Mills Experience’ for further info on the DPP concerned…
See eg. post ‘Accidents Happen’ for info on David Mills, Mrs Mills’s brother-in-law, most well-known for being convicted of accepting a bribe from Silvio Berlusconi and wriggling out of the prison sentence on a technicality.
See posts ‘The London Connection’, Tower Hamlets, Paul Boateng and Tessa Jowell’ and ‘Baroness Tessa Jowell – A Tribute’ for info on Tessa Jowell, Mrs Mills’s sister-in-law…
Then there’s Little Nell, a good friend of this crew… See ‘So Absolutely Sane, Clear, Quick, Intelligent and Safe…’ for specific examples of the exchange of child abusers between Islington and north Wales.
After I began this blog, I received an e mail informing me that Tim Evans and WPC Jo Bott were questioned during the 1991-93 investigation and replied ‘no comment’ to every question.
WPC Jo Bott was the Child Protection Officer for Gwynedd. Bott played a key role in ignoring F’s concerns in early 1993 re two child abusers. Bott admitted to F and me that they were known abusers but it had been decided that ‘a case conference wasn’t necessary’ – one of those involved was reported by someone else for attempting to abuse kids again just weeks later, but still no action was taken against him. The reason why F had raised concerns was that his young baby had been placed with the family containing these two men by Gwynedd Social Services after they had made fallacious allegations about F ‘being a risk’.
I later found out that in return for those false allegations, the accusers had been offered two properties in a location of their choice by the North Wales Housing Association without having to do anything as bothersome such as putting their names on a waiting list. It was Gwynedd County Councillor Dafydd Orwig (a retired lecturer from the Normal College in Bangor) who arranged that reward; Jo Bott just had to tell F that although he wasn’t Lying, no-one was going to act on his concerns, that he would never be given access to his baby, although perhaps I would like to apply for access to the baby. I made it clear that particular suggestion was ludicrous and insulting and at that point Jo left the house telling me to ‘leave them alone’ (the family of predators). I had not communicated with them in any way since F was obliged to leave his baby in their care, although I had paid off numerous bills of theirs that they had run up in F’s name, using his personal data. See previous posts for further details, including the collusion of every GP in Bethesda, the Hergest Unit and a few other ne’er do wells who were bribed in various ways to make fallacious allegations about F.
Just before the Waterhouse Inquiry opened, a young man, Martin, who had lodged with the predators himself and witnessed the setting up of F, was found dead in the road near Bethesda. Martin was the single dad of a little girl, to whom Jo Bott had tried to prevent him having access. Jo believed that the little girl was best placed with the same family of predators as F’s baby, although the little girl had been violently assaulted and physically injured within weeks of her birth while in the care of the predators. The person who inflicted the injuries was told by Gwynedd Social Services that she could keep the baby – Martin had applied for custody on the basis that the baby wasn’t safe with the predators – if she just turned up for the custody hearing. Fortunately for the baby she didn’t bother to turn up for the hearing, so Martin was granted custody. After Martin died, his mum and dad brought his little girl up.
The employee of Gwynedd Social Services responsible for ‘Children’s Services’ at the time was Lucille Hughes’s henchman, Gethin Evans. Gethin stars in previous posts; as well as being a leading light in Dwyfor District Council (Dwyfor is an area of Gwynedd, on the Llyn Peninsula), Gethin was an enthusiastic member of the Bangor Quakers. As was Dr Paul Nickson, one of the GPs in Bethesda, who was on board with the conspiracy re F and the baby.
In ‘Sex, Lies and No Democracy’ I discussed how there was a bit of bother after the publication of the Waterhouse Report, when it was realised that Gethin, Who Was So Culpable For So Many Years re the organised abuse in north Wales, had in 1995 been appointed Director of Social Services for Ceredigion. When I wrote that post, all I thought of was Gethin knowing that there would soon be an Inquiry, so he got out quickly; although I did raise the question of WHO appointed Gethin as Director of Social Services in Ceredigion. I have only just twigged that Martin’s death may be the reason why Gethin scarpered. Or did Martin have to die to ensure that Gethin would be OK in his new job? It has also been suggested to me that Martin was a witness to the Gang’s activities in my direction and if I was to be successfully fitted up and sent to live in Broadmoor with Mr Savile, as was the Cunning Plan during 1994-96, Martin would need to be disposed of.
St Helena knew about the Gang, she knew about St George’s and she knew about Jimmy Savile and what he was doing to patients in Broadmoor, because St Helena Helped Wimmin in Broadmoor throughout the 1980s and 1990s. See posts ‘Eve Was Framed – As Were A Lot Of Other People’ and ‘Close Your Eyes And Make A WISH’. Previous posts have discussed Marilyn, the Big Boss of the ‘Independent Advocacy Association’ in Gwynedd, who colluded 100% with the Gang and refused to support patients making serious complaints, bagging a job as a Wimmin’s Advocate at Broadmoor in the 1990s. Marilyn was given that job after she had a breakdown. Not that it was unreasonable of Marilyn to have had a breakdown; Marilyn’s partner, an Empowered Service User herself, committed suicide.
The Gang ate each other as well as other people.
I can absolutely understand why readers might have difficulty believing that this madness was ever allowed to begin, yet allowed to continue for decades…
I have been told that it was believed that a bonus to Marilyn being in that role at Broadmoor was that when I turned up as a patient there, the Wimmin’s Advocate would be ready and waiting to Help if I complained…
Tim Evans had lived opposite Mary Wynch in Caernarfon; that will have been before 1979, when Dafydd had Mary wrongly arrested and imprisoned. Tim knew Mary Wynch, he told me so in 1989. We discussed her illegal imprisonment at the hands of Dafydd.
I’m fairly sure that Tim Evans began his career with the North Wales Police; he had certainly been with them a while by 1989. So Tim will have served as a younger officer and been mentored by the endemically corrupt senior officers who worked under the equally corrupt Chief Constable of North Wales, 1974-82, Sir Philip Myers. Meyers grew up in Denbighshire and went to Grove Park School at Wrexham, along with so many of the future local big wigs who concealed the criminality of the Gang and of course was Of The Gang himself. Myers was a very serious problem, a problem that was made much worse when he was appointed as one of Her Maj’s Inspectors of Constabulary in 1982, serving until 1993. Myers was a Freemason and was networked with corrupt senior officers across mainland Britain and in N Ireland.
Myers was an Old Fashioned Bent Cop who managed to hit the headlines regularly. He was known to have bagged the Top Job in north Wales policing by ensuring that Carlo wasn’t blown sky high during the Investiture in 1969. As any fule kno, there were people arrested by the police and detained before Carlo’s big moment, on the grounds that they were Extremists who might blow Carlo up.
One of them was deemed Insane by Dafydd and banged up in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh. So it was only logical that Dafydd then became good mates with him and in the 1990s when Dafydd was a permanent feature on Welsh TV, receiving much free PR re his work with Those Drug Addicts That Only Dafydd Can Help, this man falsely represented himself as a Minister of Religion and appeared on TV, wearing a dog collar, calling himself ‘Rev’, telling the world of Dafydd’s Good Works. The Rev was also given access to all areas of the Hergest Unit, where he gained confidential information re named patients and he showed up at AA in Bangor as well.
After the Rev died, his daughter qualified as a social worker at Coleg Menai in Bangor, despite a series of worrying events when she was a student which included her: claiming to be a close friend of various famous people when she wasn’t; arriving at the Hergest Unit on a number of occasions in the company of confused elderly men, demanding that they be sectioned ‘because they are suffering from schizophrenia because of the sheep dip’; and ringing the police, telling them that she was a qualified social worker and ordering them to arrest a woman whom she saw shopping in Bangor shouting at her children. The police flagged up their concerns re this student to Coleg Menai and two tutors at Coleg Menai had already expressed their concern re her suitability to qualify. The student subsequently qualified on the grounds that she was bilingual, the external examiner maintaining that there was such a shortage of Welsh speaking social workers that this student should qualify.
I saw examples of that student’s work; she was virtually illiterate in both Welsh and English, so I’m not sure that the Language argument held water in that case. I suspect that another factor was at work.
In 1982, even Quintin Hogg aka Lord Hailsham, then Lord Chancellor, one of the Gang’s friends in High Places as were/are most of the extended Hogg family (see previous posts), had to level severe criticism at Myers, after Myers had dismissed a probationary officer, Michael Evans, in the wake of an extraordinarily vindictive campaign – which was a result of mistaken identity anyway – against Evans, culminating in Myers declaring Michael to be a ‘hippy’. Such were the bizarre nature of events that Myers dogs were part of the row and ‘allegations’ were made about Michael Evans’s wife. I can imagine what went on, it is all very much the Gang’s methodology. ‘He kicked my dogs, I saw him do that and that wife of his is having an affair with his own brother, ooh I’ve heard she’s on the game you know, they’re a load of bloody hippies’.
Exactly the same allegations were made about me and it’s all so silly and so nuts that one’s immediate response is to roll around laughing at the very active imaginations of this gang of old paedophiles, but unfortunately their nonsense resulted in wrongful imprisonments and suicides.
Top Cop Myers really made his name when he starred in the John Stalker Affair. Stalker, the Deputy Chief Constable of Greater Manchester Police, was asked by John Hermon of the RUC to investigate the shooting dead of six IRA suspects by the RUC – some of whom were unarmed – in 1982. Stalker opened his Inquiry in May 1984.
It has only just been brought to my attention re Stalker that in May 1984, I was sitting my finals at UCNW, having complained about Gwynne and caused ructions of which I had until recently been unaware. I just remember being threatened by Dr D.G.E. Wood and Angel Liz Stables, Gwynne’s partners in crime at the Student Health Centre. I had no idea that I had by then been given a transfusion of infected blood at the C&A Hospital, Bangor, following my complaint about Gwynne (see previous posts and comments after post ‘We Shall Remember Them: Clever Hans’), but the Cunning Plan backfired and I did not develop Hep B or HIV. As Peter Cook said in his spoof of the biased judge who presided over the trial of Mr Thrope re Andrew Newton ‘the so-called hitman’, the Gang ‘can’t even carry out a simple murder plot without cocking the whole thing up’.
Sir Charles Evans, the Principal of UCNW, a former neurosurgeon and a mate of Gwynne’s, Dafydd’s and the murderous surgeons at the C&A Hospital (they transferred to Ysbyty Gwynedd and other hospitals in north Wales when the C&A closed down later in 1984), retired shortly after my encounter with Gwynne and was succeeded by Prof Eric Sunderland. Evans was due to stand down anyway and had been at war with the Gwerin for years (see post ‘Meet The Gwerin!’), but I have only recently been told that Sunderland per se arrived at UCNW in response to Brown and me refusing to withdraw our complaint about Gwynne.
Charles Evans and Eric Sunderland both knew the Chief Constables of North Wales. Gwynedd had few big wigs of that stature and the few that there were knew each other well and hobnobbed. Lord Kenyon, the President of UCNW, 1947-82, was a member of the North Wales Police Authority, as well as many other things, including the Chairman of Clwyd Health Authority, 1974-78 and the highest ranking Freemason in north Wales.
Eric Sunderland was specifically sought out as a long-standing but well-camouflaged Gang member, who originated in Carmarthenshire, studied at Aberystwyth and UCL and then spent virtually his entire career at Durham University, in the heart of the big ring in the North East that had for years been working in partnership with Dafydd and Gwynne. Sunderland held a very senior role at Durham University and was no doubt a useful Gang member, but the Don in the North East ring was Gwynne’s mate Lord John Walton, the Bastard of Newcastle-upon-Tyne, who ruled over Durham and Newcastle Universities as well as the city of Newcastle. Walton knew Sir Charles Evans as well, Walton being a neurosurgeon, neurologist and psychiatrist. I am virtually 100% certain that with such a combination of ‘specialities’ and being of the vintage that he was, John Walton will have done a bit of lobotomising in his time.
John Walton was President of the BMA, 1980-82 (immediately after Mary Wynch was released from the North Wales Hospital) and President of the GMC, 1982-89. That was why the GMC flatly refused to investigate my complaint about Gwynne, which I made in 1984, just before Sunderland was appointed Principal of UNCW. The GMC did what Sunderland did a few weeks later; wrote me a polite, soothing letter, saying that they were sorry to hear of my ‘disappointment’ with Gwynne but they were unable to take action in this case because of the small print dictating what they could and couldn’t do.
John Walton’s entry for Viz magazine’s ‘Insincere Smiles’ competition:
Walton was still President of the GMC when I made further complaints about Dafydd and other Perjurers I Have Known over the following years. No investigation, yet alone action, in any of the cases.
In June 1983, Miranda had been elected as the Labour MP for Sedgefield. Miranda was helped in bagging the nomination for that safe seat by Ernest Armstrong, Labour MP for North West Durham, 1964-87. Ernest had spent years before he was elected to the Commons as a Sunderland Borough Councillor and he was also Chairman of the Education Committee in Sunderland Borough Council. As a Councillor and an MP, Ernest concealed the ring in the North East, including the role played by Matt Arnold and Peter Howarth when they worked at Axwell Park Approved School, Gateshead, before they both relocated to Bryn Estyn in 1972. See post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part III’.
Arnold and Howarth were followed to north Wales by other Gang members, including Dr Neil Davies and Prof Bob Woods. See ‘The Newcastle-upon-Tyne Connection’. Previous posts have discussed how numerous kids in care in the North East were sent to children’s homes in north Wales. Brian Roycroft, the Director of Newcastle Social Services recommended the homes in north Wales to his fellow Directors of Social Services in the North East. Roycroft’s own parents had been houseparents in the big NCH group of children’s homes in Frodsham, Cheshire, when Gwynne had been in his younger day. See post ‘He Was Looking At I In A Funny Way…’.
Colin Smart, the one-time Director of Sunderland Social Services, blew the whistle on the huge ring in operation in the region and was forced out of his job and personally ruined. See previous posts.
Dr Neil Davies was a psychiatrist at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh and my medical records contain detailed notes made by an Angel, Wendy Gough Hughes, who told Neil Davies that I was being held illegally as a result of a ‘deal’ struck between Dafydd and Superintendent Roberts at Bangor Police Station and she didn’t want anything to do with this. Neil told Wendy that it wasn’t her breaking the law, it was Dafydd, Supt Roberts and him (Neil had interviewed me hours previously and admitted to Wendy that he had not found me ‘sectionable’ and I was indeed being held illegally) and all Wendy had to do was to refuse to release me from the locked ward.
Wendy Gough Hughes subsequently left Denbigh and worked in Manchester in a senior position in mental health. She died suddenly and unexpectedly, in early middle age, in the summer of 2002, in the care of Ysbyty Glan Clwyd, just after I was forced out of my teaching job at Hillgrove School by the Gang (I taught Wendy’s two children there, but they had no idea that I knew her), as discussed in eg. ‘Thought For The Day’ and just before the Gang perjured themselves which resulted in me being charged with ‘threats to kill’.
The case circulated around the Courts for nearly two years, until the charges were withdrawn on the first day of the trial. Huw Daniel, the corrupt presiding judge, went apeshit when he was told that the charges had been withdrawn; I gained the distinct impression that old Huw was certain that the jury would return a guilty verdict and he’d be sentencing me to a lengthy prison term. Indeed, Alun Davies, then the manager of the Hergest Unit, the man whom I was alleged to have threatened to kill, had told me and a lot of other people that I would be going to prison for seven years. The eight Angels and police officer who had all lied in their statements and turned up at the Court to perjure themselves filed out of the door in silence.
There was no investigation. Not even into how Alun Davies managed to ring the police in 2002 and tell them that his life was in immediate danger from me when he was sitting in a meeting with Sister Hutt’s officials in the Welsh Gov’t and I was sectioned, in a locked ward in the Hergest Unit in Ysbyty Gwynedd hundreds of miles away.
Shortly after Huw Daniel covered himself in glory in that Court case, Brenda appointed him Lord Lieutenant of Gwynedd; he succeeded Eric Sunderland in the role. Here’s Huw with a Lucky Prize Winner:
I now have in my possession an e mail written by Patricia Gaskell – who was at the time that I was arrested for ‘threatening to kill Alun Davies’ the solicitor for Ysbyty Gwynedd – and sent to a number of senior staff at Ysbyty Gwynedd asking for ‘more nurses down to the police station to make complaints about [me] please’.
Gaskell had failed to investigate my complaint that four Angels in the Hergest Unit had assaulted and injured me. Gaskell told me that her hands were tied because the four were denying it and there was four of them and one of me. I now have copies of letters that Gaskell wrote to the four telling them that they did not have to answer any questions about the matter or meet me when a professional mediator was called in by Ysbyty Gwynedd and indeed paid for by the North West Wales NHS Trust. The mediator stated that the situation was ‘unmediable’ as a result of the staffs refusal to communicate with me.
After the mediation imploded, the CEO of the North Wales NHS Trust, Keith Thomson, wrote my lawyers and I a letter saying that I had now been classed as a ‘vexatious complainant’ under NHS guidelines and no complaint of mine would ever be investigated again. Not that any were before…
Some three years ago, I gained documentary evidence of unlawful amendments that were made to the PNC soon after the charges of ‘threats to kill’ were withdrawn. The PNC had been unlawfully accessed and amended to show a record of me pleading guilty to ‘violent disorder’ in front of Huw Daniel at Caernarfon Crown Court. I have never been charged with violent disorder at any time. I wrote to the Legal Dept of the North Wales Police about this a number of times. I have heard nothing back, beyond the first acknowledgement and then another communication saying that they are dealing with it…
By 2003, Patricia Gaskell had resigned as the Ysbyty Gwynedd solicitor and had been appointed as the Manager of the Welsh Risk Pool, the body established by the Welsh Gov’t that authorises the compensation payments to people who have successfully sued the NHS and ‘is responsible for the promotion of good risk management practice.’
Gaskell’s senior colleague at the Welsh Risk Pool, the CEO, was Gren Kershaw. Kershaw had previously been for many years the CEO of the Conwy and Denbighshire NHS Trust and it’s successor, the North East Wales NHS Trust. In that capacity, Kershaw was ultimately responsible for Ysbyty Glan Clwyd, including when Wendy Gough Hughes died there. After Denbigh closed down, Dr Neil Davies worked at the Ablett Unit at Ysbyty Glan Clwyd.
Gren arrived in north Wales in 1983; he had previously been an NHS manager in Leeds.
Dee Jones aka Dee Gray, with whom I shared an open plan office when I was doing my PhD was a mate of Gren and was working with Gren and Gaskell on a joint NHS/Bangor University project re risk management in the NHS. Dee was an Angel from Liverpool who as a student nearly succeeded in killing a patient. Not that it mattered, it was ‘dealt with’ and Dee qualified. She later completed a law degree at Liverpool Poly and went on to describe herself in grandiose terms. Dee was sacked from successive jobs but bagged others by reminding people of the wrongdoing that she knew of in the NHS.
When Dee shared an office with me she really hit the jackpot. She found out about the constant arrests – they were openly discussed – and one day she was in the office when I was showing my PhD supervisor (with whom I had become very friendly, him being incredibly supportive in the face of the NHS-insanity) a copy of a letter written by Alun Davies some years earlier that my lawyer had just acquired. Davies had explained that I had agreed to see Tony Francis once more and everyone was pleased about this because if Gwynedd Health Authority were seen to be taking a ‘caring attitude’ towards me, the chances of a conviction ‘when we next bring a prosecution against her’ will be much greater. The letter had been CC’d to a number of Top Docs and senior managers.
My PhD supervisor was leafing through that as well as other documents obtained by my lawyer and was saying that he could barely believe what he was seeing, this was a ‘criminal conspiracy of huge dimensions’, ‘criminal negligence’ and that the security services must have been involved with this. Dee heard John read Davies’s letter out in gobsmacked tones and she called across the office ‘Alun Davies should be pilloried in the bloody press for this’. Then Dee found out that Keith Thomson had resigned as CEO hours after my lawyer obtained the documents. I found out that Dee immediately paid a visit to a few friends in the NHS, to a few union reps etc and a Cunning Plan was hatched. Dee’s risk management project was, as everyone knew, falling apart because of the complete inability of the senior ‘project team’ to work with each other or complete the simplest tasks,
so Dee sued Bangor University, naming my PhD supervisor – who was also Dee’s line manager – as being responsible for this, for ‘failing to provide adequate management’.
I presume that no-one mentioned that on every occasion when John did try to advise Dee, she screamed and swore at him and told him that he knew nothing about NHS risk management. We worked in an open plan office, we all witnessed it, but none of us were ever asked about this. Neither I expect did anyone mention that after Brown and I began appearing in the media discussing the mental health services, Dee yelled at me that my complaints about the NHS were ‘damaging’ her career. Or that Dee asked me to plant fallacious damaging stories about Merfyn in the media.
Or that Dee hurled abuse at her two PhD students whom she was completely unable to supervise (Dee did not have a PhD herself or a record of work of equivalent standing) and another member of staff in the office observed ‘It’s NHS culture isn’t it, that lot are nurses’.
Far from me damaging her career, Dee did really well out of me. She and a corrupt UCU trade union rep cooked up the Cunning Plan and Dee sued Bangor University, walked away with a huge amount of money, a senior job with Public Health Wales and an offer to complete a PhD at Bangor. Without doing any further work, Dee then acquired the PhD. Dee was of course sacked from Public Health Wales after a short while – the usual problems, hurling insults and screaming at colleagues, buggering up everything she touched etc – and set up an Executive Coaching agency, employing her daughter, who had by then completed a degree in Fine Art, as a Consultant. The Executive Coaching Agency – Gray’s – has flogged its services to the BMA, the GMC, to NHS organisations and County Councils all over Wales and a few in England as well. Dee also provided Training on Transformational Change to the Top Doctors of north Wales. Dee was given many thousands of pounds for this, as I found out via a few FoI requests.
Readers who know nothing of matters NHS in north Wales might find this difficult to believe, but it really is true that all one has to do to extract dosh out of the NHS is to utter the phrase ‘I know what they did to Sally Baker and I’ve been passed copies of the stolen documents as well.’ After doing this, one will be effectively asked how much money one wants to shut up.
One of the few people who hasn’t made a penny out of What Happened To Sally Baker is me. My PhD supervisor and his wife didn’t do too well either, they were both forced out of their jobs at Bangor University after I successfully completed my PhD and Merfyn’s wife was killed by the Top Docs (see eg. posts ‘Murder In Samarkand’ and ‘And Death Shall Have No Dominion’), so Nerys and Merfyn paid a high price. Aside from that, the sound of loud troughing can still be heard across north Wales and Mark Drakeford continues to fill the trough whenever a few more pigs turn up to join the party.
For more Dee Jones aka Dr Dee Gray laffs, see post ‘Little Shop Of Horrors’.
See also previous posts for info on Gren, who, along with Mrs Kershaw, also ran a Management Consultancy and flogged their ‘expertise’ to the NHS in north Wales.
Prof Bob Woods, another émigré from Lord John Walton’s empire in Newcastle, arrived in north Wales to take up a senior academic post in the Dept of Psychology at UCNW. Bob Woods has also been responsible for running the Clinical Psychology training at Bangor for many years. Bob’s students undertook placements at Denbigh until the institution closed down.
Bob Woods is one of the UK’s foremost Experts on Old Age Psychiatry.
Above image from 2 July 2015: Launching ‘Join Dementia Research’ were Professor Bob Woods, Chris Roberts, who lives with dementia; Prof Mark Drakeford; Vice-Chancellor Prof John G Hughes and Prof Jo Rycroft-Malone of the School of Healthcare Sciences. A nationwide online and telephone service that helps people to take part in dementia research studies launches in Wales today. Join Dementia Research promises to accelerate the pace of dementia research in Wales by allowing people with and without dementia to register their interest in studies, and helping researchers find the right participants at the right time.
Mark Drakeford, Welsh Minister for Health and Social Services will make the announcement during a visit to the Wales Dementia Services Development Centre (DSDC) at Bangor University.
Professor Drakeford said:Welsh universities and health boards are collaborating in world-class dementia research and I hope that by working with people living withdementia and other volunteers, we can gain a better understanding of this condition.
In 2012, the Tawel Fan Scandal, the biggest Old Age Psychiatry abuse scandal that the UK has ever experienced, blew up on Tawel Fan Ward at the Ablett Unit. There have been two investigations so far, with which staff at the Ablett refused to co-operate. No-one has been disciplined, although Nicola Kingston, the Angel who blew the whistle on the Tawel Fan Scandal, was sacked, struck off the register and received death threats. See previous posts.
A Proud Legacy:
Drakeford: Bob Woods has, over 30 years, received millions of funding in his capacity as a Dementia Expert. The result was Tawel Fan. Most middle aged ladies living in most villages in north Wales could have told Bob that elderly people with untreated fractures being left to crawl naked on the floor, which was covered in faeces and urine, does not constitute adequate Care. That was what was filmed, undercover, on Tawel Fan Ward.
Jo Rycroft-Malone was a member of the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board when Tawel Fan blew up and Jo remained a member of the Board as no staff were disciplined and refused to co-operate with the investigations. See previous posts for details of former Angel Jo’s rigged research, racist bullying of overseas students and numerous conflicts of interest.
Drakeford was the Health Minister when Tawel Fan kicked off and he is now the FM.
Two weeks ago, the inquests on the deaths of eight patients who died as a result of Tawel Fan were opened and immediately adjourned. Another 88 deaths have been referred to the Coroner.
In 1987, one of Bob Woods’ former clinical psychology students told me that Dafydd had sexually harassed her, that his sexual abuse of female patients was openly discussed and that Denbigh was so horrific that ‘everyone just gets out of there as soon as they can’.
Prof Bob is also a lay preacher.
The person who told me this had Trained at Denbigh and Bangor with Bob and was at that time working as a clin psy at Great Ormond Street. I had that conversation when everyone in the NHS knew what Jimmy Savile was doing, but nothing had appeared in the media about it. See previous posts for the names of people who worked at Great Ormond Street who were facilitating organised abuse…
Jim Callaghan was the Home Secretary when he did everything possible to support Westminster Molester George Thomas’s best mate Leo Abse’s efforts to redesign the legislation re kids in care in the late 1960s. Jim’s wife Audrey Callaghan was on board as well. As a result, the Houghton Committee was established, comprised of stooges. The Committee received Expert Advice from Dafydd’s mates and recommended new legislation which became the Children Act 1975, once Grocer Heath had lost power and Harold Wilson was back in as PM .
Audrey had facilitated organised abuse when she sat on the London County Council and served as a Governor of Great Ormond Street, including for many years Chairman of the Governors. Audrey played a key role in fund-raising for GOSH and when he became PM, Sunny Jim used his position to assist with the fund-raising…
See eg. ‘Cry, The Beloved Country’ for further details.
In 1974 as soon as Harold Wilson became PM, Leo Abse was raring to go, so Dr Death sped through Parliament the Leo-inspired and Dafydd’s mates-designed Children Act by offering the use of his Private Member’s Bill, as discussed in previous posts. The Children Act 1975 was the legislation used to send hundreds and hundreds of kids into the embrace of John Allen, Dafydd and Gwynne and linked rings…
It was in 1974 that the new Local Authorities came into being after a local gov’t reorganisation. As with every bit of new legislation re the Social Services Depts (eg. that resulting from the Seebohm Committee, as discussed in previous posts), the reorganisation resulted in new Local Authorities being governed and managed by exactly the same old crooks who had failed so dismally to run the previous Local Authorities, but the new structures made the lives of those old crooks easier, gave them more power and made them even less accountable.
Reading the backgrounds of the people who were systematically appointed to the Parliamentary Committees that drove all this through as well as the backgrounds of their ‘advisers’ is surreal. There was not one of them who was not colluding 100% with organised abuse. All of the ‘interested’ politicians and advisers had a track record of running or advising on welfare services that had neglected and abused patients. It was why nothing ever changed for the victims, no matter how much money was handed over To Improve and Develop Services or how the language used to discuss the victims differed.
There is a reason why kids in care are still being grossly neglected and abused and why poor people reap far less benefit from health services than professional people do. In Victorian times we had paupers and old bags selling 12 year olds as virgins to posh men who wanted to have sex with young girls. Today we have ‘hard to reach families’ and CSA. Someone really needs to ask some penetrating questions about why these problems are so entrenched and stubbornly refuse to go away. It is not because of the Genes Of Poor People…
1974 also saw the newly created North Wales Police, formed from the merger of the pre-existing north Wales forces. Philip Myers was the first Chief Constable of the North Wales Police, having previously been Chief Constable of Gwynedd and Deputy Chief Constable of Gwynedd before that.
The 1974 reorganisations that completely poisoned an already toxic well were the result of Grocer Heath’s Gov’t. I haven’t had time to research the matter as much as I’d like yet, but it wasn’t accidental.
There were people in the Grocer’s administration who carefully planned some very inexcusable things and many of those who were there eg. Maurice Macmillan and Anthony Barber, had, like the Grocer himself and of course Thatch, been around in the Macmillan/Douglas Home era, where there was seriously bad behaviour that never became public because the toffs absolutely ruled over the plebs. See previous posts.
The three comedians pictured above who performed the famous ‘Three British Social Classes’ sketch were part of the crowd who later became rich n famous and hung out with those in the highest echelons who were facilitating or at least colluding with the Gang. Their peer who excelled in that field was of course David Paradine Frost. In some people’s view Frost was a Serious Journo and he was renowned for his celeb wives and friends
and indeed his celeb interviews.
Frost died ‘from a heart problem’ on a cruise ship on 31 Aug 2013 just as it was too far to get Frost back to Southampton for urgent care, while Operation Pallial was apprehending a clutch of elderly bottom-feeding abusers who had formerly worked in children’s homes in north Wales and while Theresa May was carefully rigging the Macur Review of the Waterhouse Inquiry.
In July 2015, Frost’s son Miles, aged 31, died when out jogging, according to Top Docs from the same ‘undiagnosed genetic defect that caused a heart problem’ as his dad.
I stated that David Frost was viewed as a serious journo by ‘some’ people. I never thought of Frost as being a serious journo, partly because he was such a toady to the rich and powerful, partly because I have been an Eye reader for years so had read much piss-taking of David Paradine Frost, but mostly because David Paradine Frost did ‘Through The Keyhole’.
In 1994, just before Dafydd planted the brick that I threw through his glass door at 2 am and the police and the MDU obligingly confirmed this for the High Court in Liverpool in Nov 1994 – although by then they all had known for months that not only had I not thrown the brick, but I could not have thrown the brick because I was known to have been in Bethesda at the time – F and I had a joke at Dafydd’s expense.
F and I had hired a car (we didn’t own one at the time) to spend a weekend going to the beaches, mountains etc on Anglesey and in Gwynedd that are inaccessible by public transport. At one point, F took a photo of me standing at the bottom of Dafydd’s drive, pointing up to his house at the top of the hill and when we got home, we incorporated the photo into a poster with ‘Though The Keyhole – Who Lives In A House Like This?’ written across the top. Then we took the poster into the Hergest Unit and put it up on the wall for the benefit of the other Empowered Service Users. It was greatly appreciated, until the staff saw it and what a fuss there was. Tony Francis ordered the Seizing of the poster and it was secreted in the Angels’ office and we never saw it again…
I have mentioned that the Angels etc had little knowledge of my family’s links to the Tory Party, including to Tory politicians who were still in Cabinet, in the Lords etc, but the security services knew about it…
Previous posts eg. ‘Upper Class Twit Of The Year – Shooting Themselves’ discussed the friendship between one of the Somerset contingent who knew some of what was happening to me at the hands of the Gang and David Kirke, a member of the Oxford Dangerous Sports Club. Kirke was friends with Graham Chapman of Monty Python. Graham who sexually abused underaged boys throughout his adult life, Graham who had trained as a Top Doc with Dafydd’s mates at Bart’s, when Lord Snowdon’s dad, barrister Ronald Armstrong-Jones, was a Governor of Bart’s. Graham who was a regular in Snowdonia because he was a keen climber. Graham who was interviewed by the police re his relationship with a 14 year old boy who had run away from home in Liverpool, so simply did a How Very Dare You and reminded the plod that he was a Top Doc and watched the plod flee. Graham who only ever practiced as a Top Doc for a few months but made damn sure that he stayed on good terms with the crowd at Bart’s until he died… Graham who knew them all at the C&A Hospital in Bangor…
Lord Snowdon’s granddad Robert Armstrong-Jones was a Top Doctor who grew up in Caernarfonshire, went to school in north Wales, studied at UCNW, then trained at Bart’s and worked as a psychiatrist in London. Armstrong-Jones kept his country house near Caernarfon and Lord Snowdon used to stay there even in adult life, with Ma’am Darling and the kids…
Snowdon’s close mate was Prof Roger Gilliatt, a neurologist who knew Gwynne and Lord John Walton. Gilliatt’s dad, Sir William Gilliatt, was the Royal Doc who delivered Carlo and Princess Ann. William Gilliatt taught Gwynne when Gwynne was training at the Middlesex Hospital. Roger Gilliatt trained at the Middlesex as well, but I think he was just a few years younger than Gwynne.
Gilliatt, Snowdon and Mr Thrope were all good pals.
BTW, take a look at the CV of Dr Baba M. Aji, the Walton Centre neurologist who also does stints at Ysbyty Gwynedd and Ysbyty Glan Clwyd. Dr Aji trained at the National Hospital for Neurology, Queen’s Square, London.
Roger Gilliatt ran the National Hospital for Neurology at Queen’s Square for years; it wasn’t up to much at Queen’s Square, but gosh once Lord Snowdon’s mate was given a senior job there, no-one dared criticise Queen’s Square… See previous posts.
Merfyn’s wife Nerys died when the Docs at the Walton Centre ‘could no nothing for her’…
My post ‘And Death Shall Have No Dominion’ discussed how Lord Snowdon – who spent his entire life in Belgravia except for those visits to the family seat near Caernarfon, where at least sometimes Snowdon took advantage of services provided by Gwynne and Dafydd – after he died, was buried at the church by the sea at Llanfaglan. Nerys was buried there a few years previously, so if Merfyn wanted to visit her grave, he had Lord fucking Snowdon to step over to get there…
See previous posts for details re the Gilliatts, the Armstrong-Joneses and the Royal connections to the Middlesex Hospital, of which the Earl of Athlone (the brother-in-law of King George V) was the Chairman…
Graham Chapman and Frostie were both part of the Footlights crowd and knew each other…
At the time of his death, Frost was married to Carina, the daughter of this man:
In 1961, Miles Fitzalan-Howard was appointed Commander of the 70th Brigade (King’s African Rifles and the Kenya Regiment), just before Kenyan independence. Miles thus arrived shortly after the Mau Mau uprising and will have been one of those who remained in deep denial re the unacceptability of the response to the Mau Mau uprising which continued to have ramifications even until the 1999 claims for compensation of those who had been tortured. I have discussed the Mau Mau uprising in an earlier post, but here’s a reminder of some of the highlights:
In order to fight the Mau Mau insurgency during the conflict, British troops suspended civil liberties in Kenya. In response to the rebellion, many Kikuyu were forcibly relocated. Between 320,000-450,000 of them were moved into concentration camps. Most of the remainder – more than a million – were held in “enclosed villages”. Although some were Mau Mau guerrillas, most were victims of collective punishment that colonial authorities imposed on large areas of the country. Hundreds of thousands suffered beatings and sexual assaults during “screenings” intended to extract information about the Mau Mau threat. Later, prisoners suffered even worse mistreatment in an attempt to force them to renounce their allegiance to the insurgency and to obey commands. Significant numbers were murdered. Prisoners were questioned with the help of “slicing offears, boring holes in eardrums, flogging until death, pouring paraffin over suspects who were then set alight, and burning eardrums with lit cigarettes”. Castration by British troops and denying access to medical aid to the detainees were also widespread and common. Among the detainees who suffered severe mistreatment was Hussein Onyango Obama, the grandfather of Barack Obama, According to his widow, British soldiers forced pins into his fingernails and buttocks and squeezed his testicles between metal rods and two others were castrated.
The historian Robert Edgerton describes the methods used during the emergency: “If a question was not answered to the interrogator’s satisfaction, the subject was beaten and kicked. If that did not lead to the desired confession, and it rarely did, more force was applied. Electric shock was widely used, and so was fire. Women were choked and held under water; gun barrels, beer bottles, and even knives were thrust into their vaginas. Men had beer bottles thrust up their rectums, were dragged behind Land Rovers, whipped, burned and bayoneted… Some police officers did not bother with more time-consuming forms of torture; they simply shot any suspect who refused to answer, then told the next suspect, to dig his owngrave. When the grave was finished, the man was asked if he would now be willing to talk.”
One settler’s description of British interrogation: We knew the slow method of torture [at the Mau Mau Investigation Center] was worse than anything we could do. Special Branch there had a way of slowly electrocuting a Kuke—they’d rough up one for days. Once I went personally to drop off one gang member who needed special treatment. I stayed for a few hours to help the boys out, softening him up. Things got a little out of hand. By the time I cut his balls off, he had no ears, and his eyeball, the right one, I think, was hanging out of its socket. Too bad, he died before we got much out of him.
In June 1957, Eric Griffith-Jones, the Attorney General of the British administration in Kenya, wrote to the Governor of Kenya Evelyn Baring, 1st Baron Howick of Glendale, detailing the way the regime of abuse at the colony’s detention camps was being subtly altered. He said that the mistreatment of the detainees is “distressingly reminiscent of conditions in Nazi Germany or Communist Russia”. Despite this, he said that in order for abuse to remain legal, Mau Mau suspects must be beaten mainly on their upper body, “vulnerable parts of the body should not be struck, particularly the spleen, liver or kidneys”, and it was important that “those who administer violence … should remain collected, balanced and dispassionate”. He also reminded the Governor that “If we are going to sin”, he wrote, “we must sin quietly.”
This went on under the British Gov’t that concealed the crimes of Gwynne and, with the support of the security services, identified Dafydd as a suitable person to train up to assist and then succeed Gwynne at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh.
The only people who weren’t obliged to sin quietly were Dafydd and Gwynne. The ran a sex abuse gang with added Class A drugs, everyone in responsibility knew exactly what they were doing and in every case it was the witnesses who were silenced by whatever means was needed. This remained the strategy years after I encountered Gwynne.
Show Us You Care Ma’am! Let’s have an explanation…
‘Never complain and explain.’ I can certainly see why the Royal Motto included the ‘never explain’ bit, but you have been complaining, you’ve been bellyaching away like there’s no tomorrow, Ooh of course Prince Andrew has never met Jeffrey Epstein, How Very Dare You and Harry and Meghan did the ‘We could all do a little more’ line when they were asked why they’d flown to a climate change and sustainability conference in a private jet; I’ve certainly never flown in a private jet, so I think it is actually Harry who Could Do A Little More rather than everyone else.
William, having Opened His Heart about his Mental Health Problems after his mum went into a tunnel at high speed, Praised the Boys at RAF Valley and the Life Saving Guys at Ysbyty Gwynedd and has now Spoken Out about racist abuse in football. This is the William who’s brother Harry ‘We Could All Do A little More’ Sussex called a fellow officer ‘My little Paki friend’ when he was in the Army, knowing that his mum would have been Proud of him (what for Harry, laying the land mines that she campaigned against?). The William who in 2005 dressed up as a Black Savage for a fancy dress party. Hey Wills, how about donning the same outfit for Mugabe’s funeral, I’m sure that your dad’s pal Fatty Soames will need Royal Representation at that particular event…
William dressed up as a Black Savage, but it was Harry’s outfit for the evening that hit the headlines:
I do realise that you were just two young people getting pissed and being a bit dim and lame you’ll have just popped into an over-priced shop and chosen your outfits, but your family’s recent history leaves you in no position at all to bang on to the nation about the Serious Crisis in Mental Health or any of the other Causes that are Close To Your Hearts. Your father ruined my career when I was young, as well as the careers of some of my friends, simply because I complained about a lobotomist who was providing services for, among others, your Uncle Snowdon. Your father was also friends with Jimmy Savile, although the PM and no doubt the Royal Family did know that Savile was a prolific sex offender AND your Marvellous great-grandmother’s Loyal Retainer Backdoor Billy was running a rent boy ring. The brother of your grandmother’s Woman-of-the Bedchamber was molesting kids in care in north Wales…
William, Kate and Peter Morrison’s sister, Dame Mary:
This photo was published last year by the Daily Express, alongside an article in which it was explained that Brenda was SHOCKED to hear that the molester’s sister had fallen and broken her ankle…
Please just shut up Princes, you are in no position to Open Your Hearts in order to cling on to your privileges and power, which you have grossly misused, as has your extended family.
Promoted to Brigadier on 1 January 1963, Miles became General Officer Commanding 1st Division on 5 November 1963. He was conformed in the substantive rank of Major-General in February 1964, retroactive to 5 November and with seniority from 10 April 1963.
Dafydd will remember the time when he was pompousing away to F and repeated ‘You lied, you lied’, only to be told by F ‘I lied, you murdered’. It was a salient point wasn’t it Dafydd?
After relinquishing his command on 5 November 1965, Miles became Director of Management and Support Intelligence at the MoD on 6 January 1966. Appointed a Companion of the Order of the Bath (CB) in Brenda’s 1966 Birthday Honours, Miles was appointed Director of Service Intelligence at the Ministry of Defence on 29 July 1966. He relinquished this appointment on 18 September 1967 and retired the same day, after 31 years of service.
What could have been the reason for Miles’s appointment to such a senior role, followed by a rapid and total exit? I’ll remind readers of a few matters that might be important.
Vice Admiral Sir Norman Egbert Denning, (19 November 1904-27 December 1979) was a Royal Naval and Intelligence Officer at the Admiralty and Defence Intelligence Staff who served as Director of Naval Planning, 1945-56, Director of Naval Intelligence, 1960-64 and Deputy Chief of the Defence Staff for Intelligence, 1964-65. Sir Norman was the brother of Lord Denning, then the Master of the Rolls, who conducted an investigation in the wake of the Profumo Affair that was widely perceived to have been a rather inadequate whitewash, which was published in Oct 1963.
Bill Astor died on 7 March 1966 in the Bahamas; it was ‘his heart’. Bechod. In the wake of Profumo, but before Bill died, Bill’s wife Bronwen Astor was scapegoated by the Astors, denounced as a Welsh slapper and kicked out of Cliveden. Bronwen was the daughter of Sir Alun Pugh, a judge who had grown up in Carmarthenshire. The family home was in Hampstead, but Bronwen went to boarding school in Dolgellau. The family of Ioan Bowen Rees – who as a middle aged solicitor became CEO of Gwynedd County Council and reigned over Peak Paedophilia – lived in Dolgellau; Ioan’s father was a teacher at Dolgellau Grammar School. There was one year in difference between Ioan and Bronwen in age. Ioan’s mum and dad were both graduates of UCNW. Ioan’s dad had been President of the Students’ Union when he had been at UCNW. See previous posts.
Dorothy Macmillan died on 21 May 1966, 20 years before her husband. It was ‘her heart’. Bechod.
It was widely known among the right people that Dorothy and Harold Hadn’t Done It for years and that Dorothy was having a great time with a range of other men, including Lord Bob Boothby, who, as well as conducting a decades long affair with Dorothy, was enjoying Ugandan discussions with many others, including rent boys and Ronnie Kray. This was known to Sir Joe Simpson, Commissioner of the Met, 1958-68, who failed to go after the Krays for years because of Boothby’s network…
Joe Simpson went to Oundle, Sir Clough’s old school. Joe was at Oundle along with Dafydd and Gwynne’s mate Sir Kenneth Robinson, the MP for St Pancras North, 1949-70, who served as Wilson’s Minister of Health, 1964-68. Robinson, the son of a Top Doc and an Angel, was also President of the National Association of Mental Health (MIND). Robinson worked very hard to keep Gwynne and Dafydd out of trouble as did Richard Crossman who succeeded Robinson at the DHSS. Crossman was contemptuous of Robinson because he thought that Robinson was dim and his methods of concealing Gwynne and Dafydd’s criminality so transparent that everyone was at risk of being caught…
Harriet’s dad Top Doc John Harman was part of the Oundle network and was at Oundle with Simpson, although Harman might have just been a bit too old to have been at Oundle with Robinson. Dafydd’s old pal David Lewis Davies, Dean of the Institute of Psychiatry at the Maudsley when Dafydd Trained there, was at Oundle with Robinson.
Before training as a Top Doc, David Lewis Davies read for a humanities degree at St John’s College, Oxford. Think Gwynne and Dafydd’s friend the corrupt Civil Service mandarin Sir Idwal Pugh, Edward du Cann, Kingsley Amis and John Betjeman. Betjeman was a friend of Harold Wilson’s wife Mary and father of Candida Lycett-Green, the Candida who was one of the founders of ‘Private Eye’ which employed Ronnie Waterhouse as a libel reader… Candida was married to fashion guru for gents Rupert Lycett-Green, who fitted out the 1960s Stars such as Terence Stamp and er the Krays… Candida, at least when older, was a friend of Carlo…
Add a dash of Mr Thrope and the less famous matter of my grandfather going apeshit about Edward du Cann being a crook and my immediate family living in the same village as Lord Denning between 1963 and 1966ish, the constituency Tory MP being Denzil Freeth, 1955-64, until Lord Denning forced Freeth to step down after that business of Denzil The Known Poof Being Arrested And Fined When A Copper Caught Him Outside Drunk In His Undies… Denzil was succeeded as the MP for the constituency by David Mitchell, dad of Andrew, star of Plebgate!
Details of all these Wheels Within Wheels or Flies Around A Corrupt Incestuous Shithouse can be read in previous posts…
Harold Wilson was returned as PM on 31 March 1966, two months before Miles, Frost’s future father-in-law, was appointed as the Director of Service Intelligence at the MoD…
When Harold Wilson became PM in 1964, the Westminster Molester George Thomas was appointed as a junior Minister in the Home Dept, under Home Secretary Woy. In April 1966 George Thomas was appointed Minister of State for Wales, under Secretary of State Cledwyn Hughes aka Lord Cledwyn, the Windbags’ friend. Cledwyn served as the Labour MP for Anglesey, 1951-79. Dafydd’s Community Stronghold was on Anglesey, he carried out his ‘research’ there and during the 1960s, Lucille Hughes was the children’s officer for Anglesey. Cledwyn was fully on board with them…
When Cledwyn was Secretary of State for Wales, it was agreed that Health and Social Services would become the responsibility of the Welsh Office. These powers were transferred in 1968, when George Thomas became Secretary of State for Wales, as discussed in previous posts…
George Thomas was also a member of the Welsh Hospitals Board, the body responsible for managing hospitals in Wales, including the North Wales Hospital, Denbigh. In 1969, when the Ely Hospital Scandal blew up, Richard Crossman engineered a huge damage limitation exercise because not only was the violence and neglect at Ely exposed just as Harold Wilson had agreed to hand over responsibility for Health to the Welsh Office, but George Thomas and the other members of the Welsh Hospital Board had been repeatedly told what was happening at Ely, but had simply ignored it. In their defence, staff at Ely Hospital stated that things were much worse at Denbigh, but no-one was saying a word about that. The Welsh Hospital Board ran Denbigh as well… See previous posts…
There had been a scandal at Denbigh, in 1966. It hit ‘The Times’ and Dafydd was named. Under the guise of ‘community care’, Dafydd had ordered a fleet of coaches to arrive at Denbigh, patients who had been incarcerated for years and who had been destroyed by their Care at the hands of Gwynne and Dafydd were herded onto the coaches – they had not been told that this was going to happen and neither had anyone else – and driven to boarding houses on the north Wales coast, where they were ‘rehoused’. They were found weeks later, starving, destitute, lice ridden. Some of them will have died as well, but that wasn’t admitted. There was a huge row but nothing changed. There was no mention of the victims of sex offenders whom Gwynne was lobotomising or of the huge trafficking ring that he and Dafydd were running.
Gwynne and Dafydd, completely untouchable, thanks to the identity of some of those using their services…
Corrupt Civil Service manda-ring Sir Idwal Pugh – knew Dafydd n Gwynne, knew George Thomas:
Idwal featured in previous posts eg. ‘The Naked Civil Servants’, but he’s so hideous and such a big player, I’ll highlight that which Idwal brought to the party once more.
Sir Idwal Vaughan Pugh (10 February 1918-21 April 2010) was born in Blaenau Ffestiniog to a quarryman and later bus conductor, and a schoolteacher. He was raised by relatives in the Rhondda and educated at Cowbridge Grammar School, which was where Geoffrey Chamberlain went to school. Cowbridge Grammar School. Geoffrey Chamberlain also went to Cowbridge Grammar School. Idwal progressed onto St John’s College, Oxford – Miranda is a graduate of St John’s Oxford – graduating in 1940, whereupon Idwal joined the British Army.
Pugh joined the Ministry of Civil Aviation as an Assistant Principal in 1946, where he organised supplies and chartered aircraft for the Berlin Airlift. He was also a delegate to the International Civil Aviation Organisation in Montreal. Pugh moved to the Ministry of Transport as Assistant Secretary, where he was put in charge of the Road Transport Division in 1956.
Pugh also spent two years as civil air attache in Washington, D.C. before he was promoted in 1959 to Under-Secretary. Pugh moved to the Ministry of Housing and Local Government in 1961, where he remained until 1969, when he became Deputy Secretary.
In 1969, the year after Molester George Thomas became Welsh Secretary, Pugh was appointed Permanent Secretary of the Welsh Office before moving to the much enlarged Dept of the Env’t in 1971 to serve as Second Permanent Secretary with Secretary of State Peter Walker…
Walker was the Man In The City for Dafydd and Gwynne’s Gang and had first joined the fun in the 1950s as a youthful member of the Tory Party, with Dafydd and Gwynne’s mate Beata Brookes, Lord David Hunt, Thatch and many more… Peter Walker was a friend of Edward du Cann and Walker’s (and du Cann’s) friend and business partner Jim Slater was a pal of Nigel Lawson…
As a result of his deep roots in the Westminster Paedophile Ring’s hub run by Dafydd and Gwynne, Thatch appointed Walker as Energy Secretary in order to use his knowledge of the ring to flatten the NUM in the 1984-85 strike. Walker then became Welsh Secretary…
See eg. ‘Holding The Country To Ransom – Part I’ and ‘Holding The Country To Ransom – Part II’ for further details of Peter Walker. Peter Walker effectively started the hospice movement in the UK, a bandwagon on which the Gang climbed…
When Walker was Energy Secretary, Nicholas Eden, son of former PM Anthony, had been a Minister under him. Nick Eden was HIV+ and died from AIDS on 17 Aug 1985. Nicholas Eden was another of Dafydd and Gwynne’s customers. See previous posts.
In 1976, Pugh was appointed Parliamentary and Health Service Ombudsman. He was ‘shunned by his former colleagues in Gov’t Depts’ for accepting the role, but obviously not for running a ring procuring kids for a gang of paedophiles.
Not only did Pugh continue to conceal the serious criminality of Gwynne and Dafydd, but he excelled in creative ways of doing so. In March 1978, Pugh ‘modified’ the Ombudsman’s complaints system. Previously, complaints had to be made through a constituent’s MP. Pugh ‘permitted complaints to be made directly to the Ombudsman’s Office. If the complaint was investigable, it would be sent to the relevant MP who would be asked if a full investigation was wanted’.
Pugh oversaw a small number of rigged complaints to demonstrate how well his Reforms had worked and that Pugh took no nonsense from anyone. In the case of a number of complaints, Dafydd and Gwynne’s mate David Ennals played the role of Mr Bad Guy, there was a pretence that the DPP might even prosecute the officials involved and Ennals ‘was forced to apologise’. Jack Ashley – father-in-law of Andrew Marr – played a major role in a rigged complaint that Pugh ‘investigated’, re children who had incurred brain damage from whooping cough vaccine. Jack Ashley made a public display of maintaining that Pugh should have been more condemnatory of the Gov’t Depts involved. Pugh maintained that ‘parents were being told everything as far as was reasonably possible and that the report could be used to place pressure for compensation for children who suffered brain damage as a result of vaccination’.
The biggest laugh was Pugh’s exposure of ‘shocking examples of NHS maladministration. A doctor who discharged a 103-year-old patient at 2am on a winter’s night who subsequently died was called ‘inhuman‘ by Pugh. Pugh found that a consultant had acted wrongly when he sterilised a woman who had gone into hospital for an abortion without her knowledge. A woman was found to have been wrongfully admitted to a hospital under the Mental Health Act 1959 and detained for 29 days longer than she should have been. When Pugh reported, the health authority offered just £150 in compensation, a figure the Select Committee increased to £1,000.’
This was just the tip of the iceberg and Pugh knew it. Meanwhile, in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh…
Idwal Pugh stepped down as Parliamentary Ombudsman and Health Service Commissioner on 31 Dec 1978. Just before before Dafydd and the Gang illegally imprisoned Mary Wynch…. The Gang had already had one go at Mary, that’s why she had gone into hiding, but she was discovered…
Sir Idwal: Criminal Top Docs quaked in their boots at the mention of his name.
Sir Idwal: his Calvinistic Methodism ran through everything that he did and he used to quip that God Spoke Welsh. Then how did Lord Snowdon pray for his requirements from Dafydd and Gwynne, those two making much of their Welsh Nonconformity as well? I’m sure that Lord Snowdon of Belgravia for his whole life didn’t speak Welsh. Ma’am Darling took her Christianity as seriously as Dafydd and Gwynne did, although she was C of E. As any fule kno, Ma’am Darling was laid by Group Captain Peter Townsend and wanted to marry him, but it was explained to Ma’am Darling that she would not be able to Take Holy Communion if she married the Group Cap’n, a divorced man.
Horrified at this prospect, Ma’am Darling hopped into bed with the bisexual drug using Anthony Armstrong-Jones and they announced their engagement on 26 February 1960, the day after the Group Cap’n Announced His Intention To Marry Another. No-one had realised, but Ma’am Darling and Armstrong-Jones had been engaged since Oct 1959, but had Kept It A Secret. See ‘Holding The Country To Ransom – Part II’.
The Group Captain’s Intended was, like Ma’am Darling, decades younger than him. Someone used the word ‘nonce’ to me in relation to the Group Cap’n, but I think this is a little unfair. The subject of his affections weren’t 10 years old, they were teenagers, when he was in his 40s. I think ‘trying his luck’, or ‘predator’ would be a fairer description than ‘nonce’. Having said that, I think that very nearly anyone would have made a better husband than Lord Snowdon, except perhaps Dafydd or Gwynne…
LEO ABSE link here – Paul Murphy succeeded Abse’s Parliamentary seat
Lord Murphy not only knew all about the activities of his predecessor as the MP for Torfaen, Leo Abse (see previous posts), but Murphy, as Secretary of State for Wales took delivery of Ronnie’s Report in Feb 2000 and was delighted to tell the world that there had now been an exhaustive, transparent investigation into the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal that had left no stone unturned and although there were a few cavemen and sheepshaggers in north Wales, there Was Never A VIP Paedophile Ring. Furthermore, Ronnie Waterhouse should know because he was a good mate of most of those who facilitated the VIP paedophile ring for which Ronnie found no evidence.
Lord Murphy made a brief come-back as Welsh Secretary, Jan 2008-June 2009, but for some reason Gordon replaced him with Peter Hain, although no-one ever knew why. What was happening to me just before Murphy had his second go at being Welsh Secretary at the hands of the Gang was so extraordinary that I wrote a very frank letter to Mr Hain, who also had two goes at being Welsh Secretary, telling him in no uncertain terms that I was witnessing serious crime on the part of numerous people, including police officers. No, of course I didn’t receive a reply.
Lord Hain and his association with the Gang, particularly via the Anti-Apartheid Movement -of which David Ennals served as President, as did his brother John Ennals (see previous posts) – is discussed in previous posts. Lord Hain, I know that you’d have been killed if you’d stayed in South Africa so you had to agree to Harold Wilson’s terms of living in Britain ie. working for the security services, but if you don’t mind me saying I can think of many ways in which you could have been rather more effective at resisting a gang of murdering paedophiles.
Oh well, never mind I’ve exposed them now, you can go in for your prostate operation and not have to worry that you’ve upset the Top Docs. Although of course if the Op is successful Lord Hain, you’ll be left impotent and doubly incontinent, but they don’t flag that bit up. Or the fact that most men having that Op don’t actually need it.
Let’s book Dafydd and Huw Daniel in for Life Saving Prostate Surgery Now! With North Wales’s Own Dr Chris!
Erectile dysfunction (ED): A physical cause can be identified in about 80% of cases. These include cardiovascular disease, diabetes mellitus, neurological problems such as following prostatectomy, hypogonadism and drug side effects. Psychological impotence is where erection or penetration fails due to thoughts or feelings; this is somewhat less frequent, in the order of about 10% of cases. Dafydd Has The Cure in his Sex Therapy Clinics. In psychological impotence, there is a strong response to placebos. So Dafydd was even more unnecessary than he was in every other situation.
There are many treatments, but this is the best known among lay people:
As ruthlessly marketed by Oily, Lord Murphy’s former political aide, before Oily decided that he was the Future Leader Of The Labour Party. Oily, please tell us what deals were thrashed out between Pfizer and the Top Docs to ensure that sales of Viagra remained buoyant. Which conditions causing impotence were ignored or even induced by Top Docs to flog those little blue pills?
The Medical Superintendent’s Office of Dafydd’s Imagination:
There are obvious reasons why Gwynne and Dafydd’s patients didn’t look like this after all the Help and it wasn’t anything to do with Genes or failing to learn Bible verses in Welsh when they were kids…
See previous posts for info re Oily. Who knows about Ollie Brooke and the paedophiles, Oily could not have worked in a senior capacity for Pfizer and not received the lowdown.
In April 2009 Hugh Orde announced he was stepping down as Chief Constable of Northern Ireland to become President of the Association of Chief Police Officers (ACPO), assuming the position in the following autumn.
Sir Hugh is also the Director of the Police National Assessment Centre.
Hugh also holds a BA in Public Administration from Kent University. As well as the qualification that he picked up from the Royal Agricultural College in Cirencester of course…
Hugh is a member of Common Purpose UK. Common Purpose is associated with Miranda and a great many Common Purpose folk hold positions in the NHS. Hamid Ghodse’s widow Barbara is one such person. Hamid (now deceased) was one of the Top Docs at St George’s/Springfield who was facilitating the large scale dealing and distribution of Class A drugs and he knew about the trafficking ring as well. As a junior doc, Hamid worked with Tony Francis. Common Purpose member Barbara Ghodse holds a senior position at St George’s… See previous posts.
Sir Hugh Orde
Orde, speaking at the NHS Confederation Conference in 2012.
I know only one person who went to the Royal Agricultural College Cirencester but I used to know him very well… Nigel Fisher, now based in Kent who was the Master of East Kent Foxhounds. Nigel was Group Estates Manager for Robert Brett and Sons. Robert Brett and Sons have interests in quarrying…
Someone is bound to have tapped Nigel for info re me whether Nigel has realised it or not, Carlo et al are involved…
Recent posts (eg. ‘A Holy Fool Among A Feast Of Fools’, ‘Holding The Country To Ransom -Part II’, ‘Shurely Shome Mishtake’ and ‘The Joys Of Propaganda’) discussed members of Anthony Eden’s, Harold Macmillan’s and Alec Douglas-Home’s Gov’ts who were mates with Gwynne the Royal Lobotomist and Dafydd and were customers of/facilitating/concealing the criminality of the Gang. It is clear that somehow Gwynne and Dafydd were closely associated with the Profumo Affair and that Macmillan’s Night of the Long Knives was an effort to cleanse his Cabinet of Gwynne and Dafydd’s mates. They left Cabinet but they certainly didn’t go away. I’ll be discussing this in detail in a future post.
There was a junior Minister whom Macmillan appointed to the frontbench in Oct 1961 whom I haven’t mentioned in relation to this yet; Margaret Thatcher. Macmillan promoted Thatch to the post of PPS at the Ministry of Pensions and National Insurance under Minister of Pensions and National Insurance, John Boyd-Carpenter. Thatch will not have only gained knowledge as to what Gwynne and Dafydd were doing when she was in that role, but she had already gathered quite a bit of info.
Thatch’s family were staunch Methodists and they and she will have known some of those Of The Gang in Wales. See eg. posts ‘There’s Methodism In This Madness’ and ‘Come, Friendly Bombs’. Thatch knew the Westminster paedophile George Thomas by then well. As PM, Thatch explained that their good friendship was based on their Methodism and bridged the political divide between them. Even more important was their shared criminality and hypocrisy but that received no media attention. Not only was Thomas already in the Commons by the time that Thatch was elected for Finchley in 1959, but he was a towering figure in British Methodism and was known in the Methodist Church overseas. Methodism is international and has a long tradition of missionary work; some high profile Methodist missionaries eg. the Rev Alwyn Roberts and Top Doc William Ernest ‘Bill’ Beer (see previous posts), were key members of the Gang in north Wales.
Thatch had joined the local Conservative Association when she was working as a research chemist for BX Plastics near Colchester in Essex; she was still Snobby Roberts in those days, not yet having married the rich old soak who financed her career in politics. In 1948, she attended the Tory Party conference at Llandudno as a representative of the University Graduate Conservative Association. Thatch will have got to know the mentors of Beata Brookes, Peter Walker and David Hunt, who became active in the Young Conservatives in the 1950s and subsequently leading members of the Gang. See previous posts. Their senior colleagues when Thatch attended that conference included (David) Vivian Penrose Lewis aka Lord Brecon, who was au fait with the export of young people from Wales to England as sex workers and later did very nicely out of this knowledge, as did Lord Brecon’s daughter Lindy Price and her husband, the Camden-based lawyer Leolin Price QC.
Lord Brecon was someone else who was at the scene of the crimes re Macmillan et al. In Dec 1957 Macmillan appointed Vivian Lewis, then an unknown Councillor in south Wales, as Minister of State for Welsh Affairs under Henry Brooke, Macmillan’s Cabinet Minister of Housing and Local Government and Welsh Affairs and in Jan 1958, Lewis bagged his peerage. From Councillor in south Wales to the Lords in just a few short weeks. That’s some progress. Progress which adds to me wondering what it was that Gwynne did in 1957 which caused the rapid ejection of Macmillan’s Minister of Health Dennis Vosper ‘on Top Doctors advice’ in Sept 1957, only for Vosper to reappear as a Minister in the Home Office, 1959-61, in time for the shenanigans at Cliveden. Vosper was a loyal supporter of the Gang, being the Tory MP for Runcorn in Cheshire – part of the Gang’s domain – and having served in Eden’s Gov’t, but was the only Minister of Health from that time of constant musical chairs who was not still cluttering up the world in the 1980s when the Gang freaked in the face of me complaining about Gwynne. Vosper died on 20 Jan 1968, having picked up his peerage in April 1964.
Vosper was Eden’s Parliamentary Secretary to the Ministry of Education, Oct 1954-Jan 1957, before he was appointed Minister of Health when Harold Macmillan became PM in Jan 1957. I have not lost sight of the death of J.E. Daniel as the result of a car crash in Flintshire on 11 Feb 1962, two days before Saunders Lewis made his famous ‘Tynged yr Iaith’ radio broadcast with Dafydd at his side recording it. It was that broadcast which led to the establishment of Cymdeithas yr Iaith (Welsh Language Society) on 4 Aug 1962. J.E. Daniel was, with Saunders Lewis, a founder member of Plaid. Daniel was a theologian at the Bala Theological College and a schools inspector with responsibility for religion. See post ‘Tan yn Llyn’. J.E. Daniel’s son is the dreadful Huw Daniel, a bent judge who has carried out the Gang’s wishes for decades. Huw probably feared meeting an unpleasant end if he didn’t. Both J.E. and Huw Daniel went to Jesus College, Oxford, as did many other associates of the Gang. Harold Wilson also went to Jesus College Oxford; he was there at the same time as Dafydd’s pal Gwilym Williams, the Archbishop of Wales, 1971-82 and Bishop of Bangor, 1957-82.
I note that although Gwilym Williams was from a wealthy north Wales land-owning family, he was born in Finchley, Thatch’s constituency for so many years. I have not yet found any explanation of WHY Thatch was selected as the candidate for Finchley. Finchley wasn’t Thatch’s first go at becoming an MP; she stood unsuccessfully for the safe Labour seat of Dartford in 1950 and 51. She put her name forward for selection as the Tory candidate in Orpington to fight the 1955 by-election but didn’t win the nomination. In April 1958, Thatch was selected as the Tory candidate for Finchley and was elected in 1959, after a hard campaign.
Thatch beat Ian Montagu Fraser for the nomination for Finchley in 1958. Ian Montagu Fraser (14 October 1916-8 November 1987). He subsequently served as the MP for Plymouth Sutton, 1959-66, succeeding Jakie Astor as MP for the constituency. Jakie who’s family were soon at the centre of the Profumo Affair. Fraser lost his seat in 1966 to Dr Death. Fraser died on 8 Nov 1987, at the end of a truly desperate year for the Gang as Ollie Brooke had to be retrieved from prison, I refused to shut up and their conspiracy with the Home Office to imprison me fell apart. The King’s Cross Fire took place on 18 Nov 1987. I was due to pass through King’s Cross at the time of the fire but my plans were disrupted. After I began this blog I was told that the fire was an attempt to kill me. If that is true, as with so many matters Gang, their plans went wrong and a lot of other people were clobbered instead.
Dr Death not only knew members of the Gang in north Wales, as a relatively new MP, he was one of Richard Crossman’s advisers just before and when Crossman ran the DHSS. Before Death had even entered the Commons, he had been the research registrar to Dr William Sargant, a Top Doc so crazed and so dangerous that psychiatry now tries to pretend that he never existed. Sargant was unhinged and treated himself with a whole range of drugs both legal and illegal and carried out experiments on his patients which were so dangerous that many of them died. See post ‘Dr Death’. As with Gwynne and Dafydd, Gov’t drew a veil over the activities of William Sargant because there would have been an outcry if the public had known the truth. Death assisted in those experiments and he has never been confronted by anyone about the. However, publications written by Death when he worked for Sargant and which I think were co-authored with Sargant seem to have disappeared from the archives. Brown and I have looked but they are not coming up in searches. They definitely existed though didn’t they Dr Death? I KNOW that they did because you used to boast about them years ago when you thought that your mates had put me out of action…
Dr Death’s mentor, William Sargant:
Gwilym Williams attended Brynrefail School in Gwynedd, as did David Williams, the Angel who trained at Denbigh as Assistant Royal Lobotomist and then in 1955 moved to Yorkshire as that region’s full-time COHSE rep. In 1962 – when Macmillan knew that the Profumo story was going to become public imminently – Assistant Royal Lobotomist Williams moved to COHSE’s Head Office as a National Officer and was then promoted to Senior National Officer. Assistant Royal Lobotomist Williams served as COHSE’s Assistant General Secretary, 1974-83 -he was in post when Dafydd and Gwynne unlawfully imprisoned Mary Wynch – and as General Secretary, 1983-87, when the Gang declared war on me. The Assistant Royal Lobotomist sat on the Labour Party NEC, 1981-83, when he was then elected to the General Election of the TUC.
The Assistant Royal Lobotomist With Nye:
Fattersley addressed a public meeting held by COHSE in Jan 1985 in his capacity as Deputy Leader – to the Windbag as Leader – of the Labour Party.
Fattersley has of course starred on this blog many times previously but I only recently found out that Molly Fattersley, to whom Fattersley was married for decades until they had a divorce when they were in old age – Fattersley remarried at the age of 80 – considered herself an educationist and in 1999 edited a textbook, ‘The Appraisal of Headteachers’. That is so reassuring to know in the light of Molly’s husband remaining silent about organised abuse, including in north Wales, which was facilitated/concealed/sometimes even carried out by teachers.
Here are the Bright Young Radicals:
Gwilym Williams was one of the troika of paedophiles’ friends who paid a visit to Willie Whitelaw when Thatch tried to renegade on the agreement to establish S4C and reminded Willie of a few matters involving Dafydd and Gwynne. S4C duly came into being and provided well-paid jobs for many Gang members, as well as a source of PR for the Gang. Exactly the same technique was utilised to ensure that Thatch allowed what became the Welsh Language Act, 1993. See previous posts.
I don’t have a problem with giving the Welsh language legal status, but I do wish that as much energy and commitment had been dedicated to stopping a gang of sex offenders.
Henry Brooke was the Tory MP for Hampstead, who’s wife Barbara Brooke was one of the old bags who served as a Hampstead Councillor and sat on every committee in existence. Barbara of course had a special interest in children, women and the NHS. Barbara was the daughter of a Welsh Minister of religion. Henry and Barbara Brooke spawned a Tory dynasty, one of whom was Peter Brooke, who served as a Cabinet Minister under Thatch and concealed the crime emanating from Dafydd and the Gang of which his mother and father had fanned the flames. See previous posts for further details of the Brookes and their funny little ways.
Down Memory Lane:
[Sorry readers, the image has disappeared before I’ve even had time to put this post up on the blog! Someone doesn’t want you to see this…]
This photograph shows Lord Brecon, the Minister for State for Welsh Affairs, in Penygroes (Gwynedd) in 1958. He is on the extreme right in an overcoat talking with Goronwy Roberts MP for Caernarfon. Mr Tom Jones, with briefcase, is secretary of Transport and General Workers Union (T&GWU). From the left 3rd, Mr O.W. Williams, Treasurer Unemployed Committee and 4th, John Llywelyn Roberts, secretary, Unemployed Committee.
Goronwy was the Labour MP for Caernarfon who’s seat was succeeded by Plaid’s Dafydd Wigley in Feb 1974. Goronwy was one of the bent lawyers who ran north Wales and colluded with the Gang as much as Dafydd Wigley did. See my post ‘Slaves, Perfect Slaves’ for details of Goronwy and Lord Wigley. Mr Tom Jones at the T&GWU didn’t give a stuff about the victims of Dafydd and Gwynne either, which wasn’t a sensible long term strategy for the T&GWU because the Gang have destroyed Gwynedd and there’s no work left for any potential members of the T&GWU. Never mind, Rhodri was sponsored by them and ended up as FM and Lord Jack Jones did OK for himself as well, while being mates with Richard Crossman and the Maltese Mafia who were in turn friends with Dafydd and Gwynne’s pal Lady Juliet Bingley. See previous posts…
The elderly Blair’s babe Betty Williams, MP for Conwy, 1979-2010, who did so much to assist the Gang grew, up in Penygroes. Betty trained as a teacher with Dafydd’s pals at Bangor Normal College. See previous posts.
Lord Brecon was admitted to the Privy Council in 1960 and remained Minister of State for Welsh Affairs after Alec Douglas-Home had succeeded Macmillan as PM, until Harold Wilson won the General Election in 1964. See post ‘On The Occasion Of The 70th Birthday Of HRH Carlo’ for info about Lord Brecon and Gwynne’s and Dafydd’s embryonic trafficking enterprise which soon vastly expanded. My post ‘Only One Died’ details Lindy Price’s role in NHS governance in Wales during the 1990s and Leolin Price’s activities as a Eurosceptic lawyer who provided legal advice for questionable purposes to questionable people from across the political spectrum, ranging from Mystic Mogg to Harriet Harman, his role in the Church in Wales and as a Governor of GOSH alongside Audrey Callaghan, when Jimmy Savile made himself comfortable there and some at GOSH were facilitating the Westminster Paedophile Ring.
Meanwhile, Thatch became a high-ranking affiliate of the Vermin Club, a group of grassroots Conservatives formed in response to a derogatory comment made by Nye Bevan. Vermin were not the preserve of the Tories, Nye was the centre of rats who equalled Thatch and her mates which is why Nye’s successors didn’t – indeed couldn’t – deal with Thatch as they should have when she became PM.
Thatch met the rich man whom she had admitted a few years previously that she needed for her political career in Feb 1949 and married him in Dec 1951. Thatch and Denis’s friendship with Bill Deedes, who was someone else who ended up in Macmillan’s Cabinet as the Profumo Affair exploded and edited the Torygraph, 1974-86, went back to this era. See post ‘Shurely Shome Mishtake’.
Thatch’s boss in Macmillan’s Gov’t John Archibald Boyd-Carpenter, Baron Boyd-Carpenter (2 June 1908-11 July 1998), was the only son of Conservative politician Sir Archibald Boyd-Carpenter MP and his wife Annie. Boyd-Carpenter was educated at Stowe School and at Balliol College, Oxford, where he was President of the Oxford Union in 1930. He graduated in 1931, so Boyd-Carpenter was at Balliol some five years before that illustrious troika of Heath, Woy and Healey. See previous posts.
Stowe School has featured in previous posts. Peregrine Worsthorne was at Stowe and boasted of being seduced by George Melly there. George Melly offered an underaged boy money in return for sex when Melly stayed over in Bangor. For many years Melly lived near Brecon. Perry not only spent years writing for and editing the Sunday Torygraph which employed many associates of the Gang, but Perry’s wife Lucinda Lambton is the daughter of Lord Lambton who achieved notoriety when he was caught in a 1970s sting involving prostitutes and cannabis. I don’t have a problem with that because the prostitutes were adults and I presume consenting, but I have recently found out that Lord Lambton’s network did include Dafydd and Gwynne’s partners in crime in the North East. The Torygraph was of course right behind Thatch although they knew about Morrison, Savile, George Thomas and the serious criminality that Thatch built her position upon. See previous posts for info re Perry, Lucinda, her father, the Torygraph etc.
Stowe School has educated a few others known to this blog, included Lord Noel Annan – who has tolerated a great deal in the universities which he has run – dear old Michael Grade, Annabel Heseltine, Leonard Cheshire, Sir Peter Hayman, Lord Henniker, Richard Branson, Nicholas Lyell (who designed the Rules For The Waterhouse Inquiry, including the Rule that said if the likes of Lucille Hughes agreed to appear before the Inquiry they would be granted immunity from prosecution), Lord Alistair McAlpine, John Sainsbury and Nicholas Winton. Others who attended Stowe of interest include Chelsy Davy (Prince Harry’s ex), 3rd Earl Attlee (grandson of Clement), the Law Lord Simon Brown, SOE Officers Oliver Churchill and Andrew Croft, 2nd Earl Haig (George) and the Tory MP Graham Riddick.
The journo Robert Kee also went to Stowe. I haven’t had time to blog about Kee yet, but I recently read the book that he wrote as part of his campaign to have the Birmingham Six freed; the campaign that helped establish Kee’s reputation. The Birmingham Six were no doubt very grateful, but Kee is one of those of whom I was thinking when I made my recent remarks on this blog re people who campaigned for/represented the Birmingham Six, Guildford Four, McGuire Seven etc who knew that they had been fitted up by the same people who concealed the crimes of the Gang and the Westminster Paedophile Ring but said nothing about that. They all knew that they had to agree to keep quiet about it in return for doing deals with the same people to get the Birmingham Six etc released. Cardinal Basil Hume was part of the campaign to free the Birmingham Six and provided a glowing review of Kee’s book. Basil Hume was the son and brother of Top Doctors who facilitated organised abuse and serious crime, he was pals with Jimmy Savile and did of course collude with abuse in the Roman Catholic Church. See previous posts.
John Boyd-Carpenter was a Harmsworth Law Scholar at the Middle Temple in 1933, was called to the Bar in 1934 and practised in the London and South-East Circuit. Ronnie Waterhouse was a member of Middle Temple, as was Greville Janner, who’s father Barnett was a solicitor in Cardiff. Barnett, like Ronnie’s extended family, was active in the Liberal Party before he defected to Labour… See previous posts.
John Boyd-Carpenter joined the Scots Guards in 1940 and held various appointments, including with the Allied Military Gov’t in Italy. He was elected as the Conservative MP for Kingston-upon-Thames in 1945, holding the seat until 1972, when he was raised to the peerage.
Kingston-upon-Thames was pretty much run by Prof Hugh Bentall, who spent years working as a cardiac surgeon at Hammersmith Hospital/Royal Postgraduate Medical School, by dint of Bentall being the heir of the very wealthy family who owned Bentall’s, the upmarket department store in Kingston. Hugh Bentall ran Hammersmith Hospital as well as Kingston and there was huge resentment towards him because of the obvious injustices that resulted. Bentall’s secretary at Hammersmith doubled up as his mistress and Bentall bagged her a place on an anatomy degree, then a PhD and then a lecturing post. Bentall himself only ended up with his own Chair after a colleague was found dead in the hospital in worrying circumstances and Bentall made a large financial donation to Hammersmith Hospital. Bentall and his colleagues were also involved in truly spectacular research fraud. See post ‘Interesting Facts’.
Hugh Bentall is the father of Richard Bentall, a clinical psychologist who trained and spent years working with Dafydd and the Gang in north Wales. Richard married into the Gang in the form of Rhian (or it might be Rhiannon), the daughter of Eifion Jones, the Dean of Science at UCNW. Richard’s wife did a degree in the Dept of Plant Biology at UCNW, a Dept staffed by so many spouses and friends of the Gang as well as a friend of Douglas Hurd’s uncle. After her degree in Plant Biology, Richard’s wife trained as an Angel… One of the Plant Biology lecturers at UCNW was Adrian Bell, a former Home Office forensic scientist who had done his first degree at Kingston Poly. See previous posts.
It was Kingston Crown Court who jailed Prof Ollie Brooke in Dec 1986. Although Ollie was jailed, it wasn’t for very long – and his sentence was reduced on appeal by Lord Justice Geoffrey Lane in May 1987 – and Kingston Crown Court knew that barefaced lied were told about the extent of Oliver Brooke’s crimes, his career, research record and standing in the academic community at his trial.
Lord Peter Rawlinson was the Recorder of Kingston-upon-Thames, 1975-2002. Rawlinson concealed the Westminster Paedophile Ring throughout his career. He was at the centre of the Gov’s handling of the Profumo Affair as Macmillan’s Solicitor-General and then served as Ted Heath’s Attorney General for England and Wales, 1970-74 and for N Ireland, 1972-74. Rawlinson played a substantial role in the miscarriages of justice resulting from and the mishandling of the Troubles in N Ireland. See previous posts for info on Peter Rawlinson.
When John Boyd-Carpenter resigned as the MP for Kingston to take up the post of Chairman of the CAA, he was succeeded in the seat by Norman Lamont, who held the seat, 4 May 1972-1 May 1997. Lamont was the constituency MP when Ollie appeared at Kingston Crown Court. Lamont’s father was a Top Doc, the surgeon for Shetland, who knew Sir Douglas Black, a towering figure among Top Docs when the Gang did what they pleased. In 1974 Black was appointed Chief Scientist at the DHSS; he also served as President of the BMA and President of the Royal College of Physicians. Sir Douglas knew Gwynne in his lobotomising heyday and Dougie really did ensure that there’d be no investigations into Dafydd and Gwynne or their network. Sir Douglas’s son is a Top Doc who has worked with many of Dafydd’s protectors. See post ‘The Logic Of Medicine’ for details of Douglas, his son and their many influential friends and colleagues.
Norman Lamont went to Loretto School, Musselburgh. In 2001, the film director Don Boyd published an article in ‘The Observer’ detailing his systematic sexual abuse by a teacher at Loretto School in the 1960s. The revelation led to further allegations about the teacher from other former pupils and subsequent calls for the teacher’s prosecution. The teacher, then 79 years old, was charged, but the case was dropped on the grounds of his ill health. The teacher subsequently died. In 2017, it was announced that the school would be investigated as part of Lady Smith‘s inquiry into child sexual abuse.
Other former pupils of Loretto School, some of who have featured on this blog, include:
Rab Lockhart married Helen Priscilla Lawrence Crump and they had two sons, Alastair Kim and Malcolm.
Rab Lockhart died at his home in Burneside, Cumbria on 1 May 1990, aged 73, from undisclosed causes. When Rab Lockhart died the Gang had already perjured themselves in the High Court on a number of occasions with regard to their attempts to have me imprisoned and were getting ready to do it again. See post ‘The Bitterest Pill’. I might not be completely on the grassy knoll here, because Willie Whitelaw was in it up to his neck with Dafydd and Gwynne et al and Willie lived in Cumbria and had ruled the roost up there since 1955. Willie was Harold Macmillan’s Gov’t Whip, 1961-62 and continued from there. Willie’s posts included: Tory Party Chief Whip, 16 October 1964-20 June 1970, in opposition, under Douglas-Home and Heath; Leader of the Commons and Lord President of the Council, 20 June 1970-7 April 1972, under Heath; Secretary of State for N Ireland, 24 March 1972 -2 December 1973, under Heath; Chairman of the Tory Party, 4 March 1974 – 11 February 1975, under Heath; Deputy Leader of the Tory Party, 11 February 1975-7 August 1991, under Thatch and Major; Home Secretary under Thatch, 4 May 1979-11 June 1983; Leader of the Lords and Lord President of the Council, 11 June 1983-10 January 1988.
Previous posts detailed the cosy relationship between Willie and Dafydd, Gwynne and the Gang. Willie wobbled away affording them full protection although he knew about their criminality as well as Dafydd’s association with Republican activists in Ireland. The role of Lord President of the Council brings with it that of the visitor for UCNW. Just look at the dates when Willie held that role…
Willie Whitelaw, a Trinity College Cambridge graduate who used his role/links with the security services to conceal and indeed facilitate child abuse, sexual assault, terrorism and the murder of witnesses.
Dafydd’s mate William Bingley who prevailed over MIND and then the Mental Health Act Commission also frequented Cumbria socially and in terms of his work. See previous posts.
Hector Mackenzie who was Assistant General Secretary of COHSE, 1983-87, when David Williams, former Assistant Royal Lobotomist at Denbigh was General Secretary of COHSE and who succeeded Williams as Gen Sec of COHSE, 1987-93, worked as a psych Angel in Cumbria during the latter half of the 1960s and had the dirt on whatever Willie and his mates were up to. Hector was Associate General Secretary of UNISON, 1993-2000 and President of the TUC in 1999. Hector was given a peerage in 1999. See previous posts.
You bet that Hector became Lord Hector, the Waterhouse Report would soon be arriving and Hector had witnessed what was going on in Cumbria and had, like the Assistant Royal Lobotomist from Denbigh, found that his progression to high office in COHSE and the TUC was quite rapid after that.
Hector: 1969, COHSE as Assistant Regional Secretary, Cumbria; 1970 to 1974, COHSE Regional Secretary for Yorkshire and East Midlands; COHSE National Officer, 1974-83; COHSE Assistant General Secretary, 1983-87; COHSE General Secretary, 1987-93.
Rab Lockhart’s son Alistair Kim Bruce-Lockhart was a Scottish professional squash player. Bruce-Lockhart was born in Woking – Patient Fr grew up in Woking – but from age 4 to 8, he lived in Ontario, Canada before returning to the UK. He was educated at Sedbergh School and St John’s College, Cambridge, Ronnie Waterhouse’s old college. Waterhouse was an enthusiastic member of the alumni association and his daughter went to St John’s College, Cambridge as well. After receiving coaching from Dick Hawkey Bruce-Lockhart began playing squash for Cambridge and the Hampstead Club. In 1968, he was capped by Scotland and played 59 times for his country. Bruce-Lockhart participated in the British Open Squash Championships 1970-79.
Bruce-Lockhart died suddenly of a heart attack in Harrow while playing for the Herga Club in a Cumberland Cup match in 1980, aged 33.
John Boyd-Carpenter served as Financial Secretary to the Treasury, 1951–54, under Churchill’s Chancellor Rab Butler. In 1954 Boyd-Carpenter was promoted to Minister of Transport and Civil Aviation and appointed a Privy Counsellor. In December 1955 Boyd-Carpenter was appointed Minister of Pensions and National Insurance in Eden’s Gov’t. It was in this capacity that he became Thatch’s boss in Oct 1961 .Boyd-Carpenter had remained in the post after Macmillan became PM and stayed there until July 1962, when Macmillan appointed him Chief Secretary to the Treasury and Paymaster-General. Boyd-Carpenter was one who was promoted in the Night of the Long Knives, rather than kicked out of the Cabinet. John Boyd-Carpenter remained in both posts until Oct 1964, when Douglas-Home lost the General Election and Harold Wilson became PM.
Thus Thatch had a ringside seat in Macmillan’s Gov’t during the period that led up to the Profumo Affair and in the aftermath. Whatever Dafydd and Gwynne were up to, Thatch knew about it because everyone in that Gov’t was concealing the wrongdoing. That Thatch’s boss Boyd-Carpenter was not a casualty in the Night of the Long Knives suggests that Boyd-Carpenter was considered a safe pair of hands by Macmillan. He may not have been overtly tainted by Dafydd and Gwynne, but he will have been a clean skin forever sworn to silence, who quietly milked the situation for the rest of his career. As did Thatch and a great many other people in UCNW and elsewhere.
Reginald Maudling, who had been been Economic Secretary to the Treasury when John Boyd-Carpenter had worked in the Treasury under Rab Butler as Chancellor, served as Chancellor himself, 13 July 1962-16 October 1964, in Macmillan’s and then Douglas-Home’s Gov’ts. Reggie Maudling was appointed Chancellor by Macmillan when Dafydd and Gwynne’s mate Selwyn Lloyd was removed from that post and indeed from the Cabinet altogether by Macmillan in the Night of the Long Knives. Selwyn and the Gang were not happy. See previous posts.
Maudling subsequently became Home Secretary under Ted Heath and famously resigned on 18 July 1972 amid allegations of corruption. Maudling and his son were found to have business interests in John Poulson’s companies and although the Poulson-T. Dan Smith corruption scandal in the 1970s ended Maudling’s career and was considered to have rocked Gov’t because of the scale of the civic corruption and the involvement of Civil Service mandarins and senior Ministers (see previous posts), the true extent of the criminal empire was never exposed because it embraced the Westminster Paedophile Ring, as well as those parts of it run by Dafydd and Gwynne, as well as their partners in crime Lord John Walton in Newcastle-upon-Tyne and Jimmy Savile in Yorkshire.
After resigning from Gov’t, Reginald Maudling underwent a sad decline as a result of alcoholism worthy of an Empowered Service User being Helped by Dafydd. Maudling died at the age of 61, at the Royal Free Hospital in Hampstead, from kidney failure and cirrhosis of the liver. The Royal Free was and probably still is an institution run by Dafydd’s network. See previous posts. One of the leading Top Docs in Britain re renal medicine when Reggie died was Professor William Asscher.
Regular readers will remember Asscher. He was one of the key Top Docs facilitating the Westminster Paedophile Ring. Asscher became involved when a student and then as a junior doc working at the London Hospital with Dafydd and Gwynne’s partner gang. In the early 1960s Asscher relocated to south Wales, where he made friends with George Thomas and facilitated the Gang in Wales. Asscher returned to London in 1988, when St George’s Hospital Medical School headhunted him as their Dean/Principal in the wake of the previous Dean being symbolically booted out after Ollie Brooke was jailed. Asscher remained at St George’s facilitating the ring throughout scandal after scandal. He was Dean when I was offered my job there in the spring of 1989, which I have recently been told was a trap to get me out of medical research for ever because I would not withdraw my complaint about the Gang.
Asscher established a kidney research charidee which became a substantial concern and also branched out into organ donation. The charidee underwent several name changes and was robustly supported by every Welsh MP, in particular George Thomas and David Hunt. See post ‘The Paedophiles’ Friends Of Cardiff North’. Carlo’s and Peter Morrison’s pal, Gerald Cavendish Grosvenor, the 6th Duke of Westminster, served as President of Asscher’s charidee, 1985-97, while it went under the name of the National Kidney Research Fund,. See previous posts.
Sir William Asscher – he was originally called Adolf – was a Dutch Jew who fled the Nazis with his family when young and he therefore had an international network of family, friends and colleagues. While he was Dean/Principal of St George’s Asscher organised a merger between St George’s and Kingston University, previously known as Kingston Poly. When he retired from St George’s in 1996, Adolf ‘returned’ to live in the Vale of Glamorgan; he hadn’t actually ever left, he returned to his home there at weekends throughout his time at St George’s. See previous posts for full details re Adolf Asscher and his adventures.
Reggie Maudling died on 14 Feb 1979, while Mr Thrope was awaiting trial and Mary Wynch was unlawfully imprisoned by Dafydd and the Gang. Not that Reggie’s old foe Selwyn did much better; Selwyn died on 18 May 1978, although he was older at death than Reggie. Mr Thrope was charged with conspiracy to murder Norman Scott on 4 Aug 1978.
When Alec Douglas-Home became PM in October 1963, he initially promised John Boyd-Carpenter the job of Leader of the Commons, but the job actually went to Gwynne and Dafydd’s pal Selwyn Lloyd, who returned to Gov’t from the backbenches, after Macmillan had dispensed with his services in July 1962.
As with Dafydd and Gwynne, people like Selwyn causing that degree of difficulty do not need to be moved sideways or asked to refrain from their activities, they need to be dealt with and finished off once and for all. The legacy of Macmillan’s failure to swat that lot out of all positions of influence remains with us today in the form of a genocidal NHS and Social Services and a crowd of shysters in Parliament all quietly singing ‘We’re going to tell, we’re going to tell…’
Drop a bomb on them someone, now and put an end to it. They’re no good to man or beast and never have been. The bastards ruined my life and that of many others, they killed witnesses as the criminality snowballed and they’re now draining the nation’s resources with their interventions and diagnoses based on fabricated research and lies, are taking early retirement and going off sick because the poor dears are so distraught at the appearance of this blog and still the troughing continues because they want compensation for this, they’re not having it. Just fuck off, all of you, what did you think you were doing?
NB: To those who are telling me that they’re glad that my name has been cleared and at least some of the truth is out now; it’s nice of you to care but I don’t! I knew that they were a bunch of lying criminals and I knew that they knew. I knew that even the judges were breaking the law in those court cases and I could see that most of those Top Docs did not know their arses from their elbows. I didn’t care if Angels insulted me because I was working in the chicken factory at Llangefni because I knew that those Angels were stupid, vile, abusive and gave themselves away every time that they sneered at the Empowered Service Users, including the one with a Masters degree who was working in the chicken factory. I didn’t run a trafficking gang Angels or shag Dafydd, that’s the difference between me and you, I’ve got some principles and a brain but you were so stupid that you didn’t even work that bit out. OOH she’ll regret it now she’s in the chicken factory!! No I didn’t scumbags, the workers in the chicken factory were far nicer than the sociopaths who people the Caring Professions, they didn’t drip with contempt for the rest of the human race, they didn’t take porn pics of people whom they were paid to care for and flog them to perverts, they didn’t tell suicidal people to go and do it then and snigger when their dead bodies were found at the bottom of the Menai suspension bridge…
That lot lost it, I’m not sure that they even understand how low they sunk. It’s the Community In Pain!! Scream a bit more Angels In Pain, there’s more coming.
Now WHY was this allowed to go on? It wasn’t just Thatch was it? Come on, thousands of you, WHY were people sexually assaulted, wrongly imprisoned and killed??? Anyone??? Where are the thousands of comments on this blog from you all?
Don’t bother with prosecutions on my behalf Police Investigating Historic Abuse, as far as I am concerned it is meaningless. Although people like F might want to see a few police, Angels, lawyers, Top Docs, judges etc banged up, that is a matter for F and the other targets. I just feel like throwing up every time another collaborator appears in the media screaming about Safeguarding, Wimmin and Children or a Royal launches yet another mental health charidee…
Anyone feel like returning those documents that were stolen from my house in Rachub all those years ago? Anyone want to explain why my medical records were passed around? I should think myself lucky that I didn’t have the same gynaecological condition that the Royal Personage mentioned in previous posts suffered from when her records were passed around London. But then I wouldn’t have would I not having shagged Dafydd or his ilk. Not that the notes are an accurate record of anything anyway, who knows, the Royal Notes could have been doctored (so to speak), in order to discredit the lady who was causing the Firm so much trouble. I dunno who’s pissed them off the most, Di, Fergie or me.
Following the Conservative defeat in 1964, Boyd-Carpenter served as Opposition Front Bench Spokesman on Housing, Local Government and Land, 1964–66 and as Chairman of the Public Accounts Committee, 1964-70.
John Boyd-Carpenter was appointed a life peer on 1 May 1972, as Baron Boyd-Carpenter.
Boyd-Carpenter was the first Chairman of the UK’s Civil Aviation Authority (CAA) and was at the controls at the time of the collapse of the UK airline Court Line and their subsidiary Clarksons Travel Group in Aug 1974. Court Line Aviation was a British holiday charter airline of the early 1970s based at Luton Airport. It helped pioneer the concept of “cheap and cheerful” package tours to Spain and other destinations in the Med in conjunction with Clarksons Holidays,.The airline, its parent company and its subsidiary tour operators, Clarksons Travel Group and Horizon Travel, ceased trading on 15 August 1974, with at least £7 million owing to 100,000 holidaymakers.
Clarksons Travel Group was founded, in 1959 as Clarksons Tours, as a subsidiary of the long-established City firm of H. Clarkson shipbrokers, by Tom Gullick, a former flag-lieutenant in the Royal Navy. The company was immensely successful but ran into financial difficulties and in 1972 was taken over by its major supplier of air travel, Court Line. However, after two years, on 15 August 1974, Court Line collapsed, taking down Clarksons with at least £7m owing to 100,000 holidaymakers and possibly twice as much. The company was based in Sun Street, EC2 in London and it specialised in cheap package holidays. Clarksons had an air terminal at 202–204 Finchley Road, London, NW3, which was used for coach transport to Luton Airport. Court Line had to step in and bail out Clarksons when it went into financial difficulties, as it was their largest customer. The collapse was referred to recently as “the most spectacular failure in package holiday history”, not even surpassed by the subsequent failures of Laker Airways in 1982 and Intasun in 1991.
Flight International stated that the marketing of airline seats with Med hotels had given millions of people holidays once available only to the privileged and that the collapse was: “the inevitable consequence of continuing to see £25 flights for £20 and less”. This was compounded by high inflation, a sinking pound, doubled fuel prices and coups in Portugal, Cyprus and Greece. On top of that was the three day week in the key booking period. A takeover of Clarksons competitor, bankrupt Horizon Holidaysby Court Line, failed to improve the financial situation. Flight International added that the UK’s CAA headed at the time by John Boyd-Carpenter, must bear some responsibility for Court Line’s and Clarksons’ collapse and asked questions such as how interlocking companies were related. ‘Flight International’ stated that the information should be public, as in the US and criticised Peter Shore, the Secretary of State for Trade at the time, for continuing the Gov’t policy of secrecy, financial unprofessionalism and hiding behind the Civil Aviation Act 1971.
Peter Shore was the Labour MP for an East End constituency in which Dafydd’s partner gang was operating. Shore was a leading light in the Labour Party for years, including when Richard Crossman ran the DHSS for the benefit of the Westminster Paedophile Ring. Shore’s wife Liz Shore was a Gov’t Top Doc of Deputy Chief Medical Officer rank for years, including when Crossman was running the DHSS, 1968-70. Liz Shore was a Nice Lady Doctor who was facilitating serious crime and protecting Dafydd and Gwynne. When the former kids from children’s homes in north Wales began dying of AIDS in the mid-late 1980s, Peter Shore extracted funding from Ken Clarke at the Dept of Health – who was doing everything possible to conceal Dafydd and the Gang’s activities himself – to convert the former Mildmay Mission Hospital in Shoreditch into an AIDS hospice. Thus the victims of Dafydd and Gwynne died in complete invisibility and no-one ever knew how so many of those young men became infected with HIV at such a young age. See post ‘Apocalypse Now’. See previous posts for further details of the Baron and Baroness Shore as they became.
Clarksons held an ATOL Licence and were therefore theoretically covered by their insurance bond. Unfortunately, although the 35,000 passengers stranded abroad were repatriated, there was insufficient funds for the 100,000 whose holidays had been paid in advance. Tony Benn was the Trade Minister at the time and assured customers that none of them would lose money as a result of the collapse, perhaps mindful that a second General Election in 1974 was likely and the Labour Gov’t had only just scraped into power in Feb 1974. All the customers eventually had their money returned.
Clarksons had been at the centre of a rather worse disaster some four years previously that was not amenable to desperate Gov’ts stumping up cash to bribe the electorate. On the evening of 3 July 1970, a Clarksons-chartered Dan Air de Havilland Comet, en route from Manchester to Barcelona, deviated from the intended course and crashed into high ground at Girona, northern Spain. The aircraft was destroyed by impact and subsequent ground fire. There were three flight crew, four cabin crew and 105 passengers aboard. All suffered fatal injuries. It was Dan Air’s first fatal accident with fare-paying passengers.
This is an extract from the archives of Flight International, 22 Aug 1974, on the subject of the collapse of Court Line:
The CAA licenses airlines and travel organisers on behalf of the public and it must bear a share of the responsibility. The CAA is still flying the airline economy in cloud with inadequate instrument readings. Who owns the aircraft? What are the financial terms? What costs are capitalised over what period? Exactly how are interlocking companies related? All this information should be public, as it is in the USA. It is doubtful whether Lord Boyd-Carpenter and his team get such information even privately. The financial data which the CAA does obtain, in commendable efforts to get better readings, is insufficient and out of date. Mr Peter Shore, the Secretary of State for Trade, apparently still maintains that the truth about Court Line’s finances was rightly protected from public disclosure by Section 31 (1) (b) of the Civil Aviation Act, 1971. This continuing policy of Government approved secrecy, which begets financial unprofessionalism, is the true bankrupt in this case.
H. Clarkson, the parent company of Clarksons Travel Group, now known as Clarkson PLC, often referred to simply as Clarksons, is a provider of shipping services and is headquartered in London. In 2011, Lloyd’s List described the company’s shipbroking service as the “undisputed heavyweight of the shipbroking market”. It is listed on the London Stock Exchange and is a constituent of the FSTE 25o Index.
The company was founded by Horace Anderson Clarkson in London in 1852. Anderson invited Leon Benham, a former colleague, to join him in partnership and Benham’s son Henry soon joined the business. The company became the world’s largest tanker broker in 1929 when Esso appointed Clarksons as its exclusive shipbroker. The first overseas office opened in New York in 1954. Offices soon followed in France, Australia and Germany, and in the 1960s, South Africa and Greece. Expansion in the Far East began in the 1990s when companies were established in Hong Kong, Shanghai and Singapore.
Carron Greig became joint MD in 1962, served as Chairman of the shipbroking division, 1972-85 and as Chairman of the whole group, then known as Horace Clarkson, until his retirement in 1993. Under Greig, the company became a global force and Greig increased its business, especially with Esso, bringing in Brazil, Norway and the Far East to its portfolio. The company spun off various diversified assets as Shipping Industrial Holdings in 1974.
Sir Henry Louis Carron Greig (21 February 1925-11 July 2012), known simply as Carron Greig, was born in Kingston-upon-Thames and attended Eton and Sandhurst. Greig served in the Scots Guards, 1943–47, where he was made a captain and intelligence officer. Other junior officers in his battalion included Willie Whitelaw, Robert Runcie and the future industrialist Hector Laing of United Biscuits fame.
Greig joined Horace Clarkson & Co. Ltd in 1948, serving as Director and Managing Director before being named Chairman, 1973-85. He later became Chairman, Horace Clarkson, PLC, 1976–93. One of Greig’s colleagues at Horace Clarkson was Sir Alexander Glen. Carron Greig also served as Director of British gunmaker James Purdey & Sons 1972–2000. In 1955, Greig married Monica Kathleen Stourton. They three sons and one daughter, Louis, Jonathan, Geordie, and Laura, Mrs. Lonsdale. Carron Greig was a Gentleman Usher for Lilibet, 1961-95, when he became Extra Gentleman Usher. His son Louis was Page of Honour to Lilibet and his daughter Laura was a Lady-in-Waiting to Diana. Sir Carron Greig died on 11 July 2012, aged 87, at Fleet, Hampshire.
Geordie Greig featured in my post ‘Did Glenda Occupy A Key Role In Keeping It All Out Of the Media?’, in which I discussed the ultimate Glenda, Amanda Plattell, whom William Hague appointed as his Press Officer and PR woman when he became Leader of the Tory Party in 1997. Amanda was in post throughout the Waterhouse Inquiry – which had of course been carefully orchestrated by William Hague when he was John Major’s Secretary of State for Wales – and for the aftermath. Amanda has been/is closely associated with a number of people who really would never want the truth re the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal to emerge, including Hague’s wife Ffion. See previous posts.
George Carron Greig (born 1960), known as Geordie Greig, is at present the Editor of the Daily Mail. Geordie was born 16 December 1960 in Lambeth. Greig’s mum Monica Stourton was the granddaughter of the 24th Lord Mowbray, Segrave and Stourton. Members of Geordie’s father’s family have been Royal courtiers for three generations. Geordie attended Eton and St Peter’s College, Oxford.
Greig began his career as a reporter for the South East London and Kentish Mercury newspaper, before joining the Daily Mail and then Sunday Today. He moved to ‘The Sunday Times’ in 1987, under Brillo as Editor, becoming Arts correspondent in 1989 and then the American correspondent based in New York in 1991.
Greig returned to London in 1995 to become ‘The Sunday Times’ Literary Editor and was then appointed Editor of ‘Tatler’ in 1999.
Greig was appointed Editor of the London Evening Standard in February 2009. During Greig’s time as Editor, the Dispossessed Campaign was launched tackling poverty, illiteracy and unemployment. The campaign led to a Dispossessed Fund ‘which has raised over £9 million for grassroots groups addressing poverty and has helped more than 100,000 people, including the homeless and unemployed.’
In 2010 Greig was appointed Editorial Director of The Indie, The Indie on Sunday and i (Independent Print Ltd) as well as the Evening Standard. In March 2012, Greig became Editor of the Mail On Sunday while remaining a Director of Independent Print Ltd and The London Evening Standard.
Greig succeeded Paul Dacre as Editor of the Daily Mail in September 2018.
In addition to his editorial duties, Greig has literary interests. His 2011 book, The Kingmaker is about his grandfather, Louis Greig, ‘a war hero and rugby international, who became mentor, physician and friend to the young and hesitant Prince Albert, the future King George VI. Louis Greig’s influence helped to guide the Prince from a stammering, shy schoolboy to become the monarch who saw Britain through WW II’. Or that’s what Geordie reckons.
Greig has also written about the life of Lucian Freud. According to Greig’s publishers Jonathan Cape:
As one of a few close friends who regularly had breakfast with the painter during the last years of his life Breakfast with Lucian tells an insider’s account … Greig, who has studied his subject’s work at length, unravels the tangled thread of a life lived on Freud’s own uncompromising terms. Based on private conversations … and informed by interviews with friends, lovers, and some of the artist’s children who have never before spoken publicly about their relationships with the painter … The book was published in autumn 2013.
Geordie Greig must know as much about Lucien Freud and his network as Patient F does then. Somehow I doubt that Geordie will publish some of what I heard about that circle of Artistes.
On 25 November 1995 Greig married Kathryn Terry, who is originally from Texas; the couple have three children, a son, Jasper, and twin daughters, Monica and Octavia. Greig and his family live in Notting Hill, London.
Sir Alexander “Sandy” Richard Glen (18 April 1912-6 March 2004), with whom Geordie Greig’s father Carron Greig worked at Horace Clarkson, was a Scottish explorer of the Arctic and wartime intelligence officer. Glen was the son of a Glasgow shipowner and educated at Miranda’s old school, Fettes College and Balliol College, Oxford. Balliol is famous for having educated Ted Heath, Woy and Denis Healey there at the same time in the latter part of the 1930s. Sandy Glen might have been there with them, if not he was there just two or three years before they arrived. The presence of the troika at Balliol gave it even greater status and influence.
Alexander Glen married Nina Gladys Nixon and they had one son, Adrian Martin de Courcy Glen.
The Torygraph’s obituary for Sandy Glen published on 9 March 2004 provided much useful information:
Sir Alexander Glen, who has died aged 91, was an Arctic explorer and wartime Intelligence officer before going into the shipping industry, and eventually becoming chairman of the British Tourist Authority.
Glen had an unusual introduction to the Arctic in 1932. He thought he had accepted a friend’s invitation to a debutante dance, then found that it was to go to Spitsbergen as one of the eight-man crew of a 45 ft Peterhead fishing boat owned by a Cambridge law don. The expedition committed him to 4,000 miles of sailing and two months of surveying in the mountains; it left him fascinated by the Arctic.
The next year, Glen led a 16-man Oxford University summer expedition, which carried out valuable topographical and geological surveys of West Spitsbergen. In the winter he spent some months with the Lapps of northern Sweden. Then, the following summer, he returned to Spitsbergen for a few weeks in the company of Evelyn Waugh.
It was not a happy experience for the novelist, who did not like taking orders from an undergraduate. Waugh tried to make Glen (to whom he sarcastically referred in his diary as “the leader”) feel out of place. But when Waugh talked to their companion, Hugh Lygon, about people and places the younger man could not know, Glen showed every sign of enjoying theirconversations – and irritated Waugh further by roaring with laughter at jokes he only half-understood.
For 10 hours on each of the three days after their arrival, they carried supplies up a glacier made treacherous by a thaw. Glen shot a seal to roast over a wood fire but, when he announced that he was going to shoot another, Waugh gave him a lengthy lecture on the sacredness of human and animal life.
At one point, as the party crossed a stream, Waugh and Lygon found themselves swept into a raging torrent. Waugh briefly feared for his life, but they managed to crawl ashore. “If I hadn’t joined the Church of Rome, I could never have survived your appalling incompetence,” the writer spat at Glen.
The experience prepared the 23-year-old Glen to lead the Oxford University expedition of 1935. Against advice from older experts, he established a station on the ice cap of North East Land; it contained rooms and connecting tunnels which were occupied for about a year. The expedition carried out valuable research in glaciology as well as topographical and geological mapping. It also did important work on the propagation of radio waves in high latitudes, which contributed to the development of radar. Glen’s account of the expedition was published in Under the Pole Star (1937).
He was awarded the Patron’s Medal of the Royal Geographical Society in 1940 and, with other members of his team, the Polar Medal in silver in 1942. In addition, he received the Bruce Medal of the Royal Society of Edinburgh, and the Andree Plaque of the Royal Swedish Geographical Society.
Glen returned to Spitsbergen in very different circumstances when, on the staff of Rear-Admiral Philip Vian in July 1941, he was involved in the evacuation of Norwegian and Russian coalminers and trappers. This involved destroying coal mines, equipment and stores – although Glen and others believed that an occupying force was needed to prevent the Germans using the site as a base for attacking Arctic convoys.
Less than a year later, Glen took part in a series of flights by RAF Coastal Command Catalinas from the Shetlands which showed inconclusive evidence of German occupation on Spitsbergen. As a result, he went back with a joint British and Norwegian force in a Norwegian icebreaker; but she was sunk in Spitsbergen harbour by German Focke Wulfs, with the loss of 17 lives and several wounded. Among the dead was Lt-Col A S T Godfrey, Royal Engineers, who had been in Greenland with Martin Lindsay before the war. The ship’s survivors established themselves in rough buildings until they were resupplied by Catalina. A force of two cruisers and four destroyers, under a Norwegian commander, remained there until the end of the war.
Glen was awarded the DSC. He was also awarded the Norwegian War Cross, and was appointed a Knight of St Olav.
The son of a Glasgow shipowner, Alexander Richard Glen was born on April 18 1912. After Fettes, he read Geography at Balliol College, Oxford. Having returned from his Arctic expeditions, he worked in banking in New York and London, until he was mobilised in the RNVR in 1939. Precluded from an executive commission because of defective eyesight, he was trained as a meteorological officer; then, after some months in the cruiser Arethusa in the eastern Mediterrranean, he transferred to Naval Intelligence.
In January 1940 Glen was posted to Belgrade as assistant naval attache at the British legation, which was trying to influence the Yugoslavs to join the Allied cause. But when a coup d’etat transferred power from the hands of the neutral Prince Paul to the 17-year-old King Peter, German retribution was swift, and Belgrade was bombed within three days.
Glen and the rest of the legation had to leave in a hurry. After reaching Tirana in Albania after an adventurous journey by road, they were treatedchivalrously by the occupying Italians, who flew them to Foggia, in Italy. In an apparent act of goodwill, two months later they were sent home through unoccupied France and Spain.
Following his Spitsbergen adventure, Lt-Cdr Glen (as he had become) returned by motor torpedo boat to Yugoslavia, where he joined Brigadier Fitzroy Maclean’s mission to the partisans. In the confusion of Balkan loyalties, Maclean persuaded the British Government to support Tito’s partisans, and Glen served with distinction in dangerous clandestine operations in Yugoslavia, Albania and Bulgaria.
He accompanied Tito to his first meeting with Stalin. The Soviet leader leaned down from a dais to pick up the partisan leader by his armpits, saying, “Remember, I may be old but I am still very strong.” Tito was unruffled.
Glen ended the war on the British staff in Athens. In addition to a Bar to his DSC, he was awarded the Czechoslovak War Cross.
After demobilisation, Glen was wondering how best to invest his family’s trust money when a Norwegian shipowner advised him to join a syndicate which was buying H Clarkson & Co. The firm had eight employees at an old-fashioned office in Bishopgate, in the City of London; they worked on handwritten ledgers while seated on high stools.
But under Glen’s chairmanship, from 1965 to 1973, Clarkson diversified to become a pioneer of package holidays in conjunction with Court Line, a charter airline.
So Glen was Chair of Clarksons when the 1970 air disaster took place.
Glen also became chairman of Clarkson’s parent company, Shipping Industrial Holdings (SIH). When the holiday industry suffered a severe downturn after the 1973-74 oil crisis, SIH sold Clarkson to Court Line, which went bankrupt soon afterwards, leaving 120,000 holidaymakers stranded or out of pocket.
Glen was a director of British European Airways (1964-70), the Tote (1976-84) and the British National Export Council (1966-72). He was chairman of the British Tourist Authority from 1969 to 1977, having been offered the job by the trade minister Anthony Crosland.
Glen continued to clock up senior appointments after the Clarksons/Court Line disasters. Glen being Chairman of the British Tourist Authority while he was leading one of the biggest companies supplying cheap holidays to the Med left Glen in an interesting position. As a kid, my holidays were either camping in Cornwall or Scotland. It became very noticeable during the early/mid-1970s that Cornwall lost its appeal for the workers of the midlands who’s children I used to meet when I was in Cornwall, because they went on package holidays to the Med, where sun was guaranteed. The British tourist industry took a real hammering because of that and it was of course the reason for the decline of the British coastal resorts.
Sandy Glen not only had a big conflict of interest re his business interests in Clarksons and his role with the British Tourist Authority, but presumably Sandy had something to do with the constant scandals of the 1970s which involved British tourists booking cheap Med holidays only to find that their hotel was not the one advertised or hadn’t even been built. The scams were notorious and were accompanied by concern re crime levels in the new hastily built resorts and the phenomenon of villages in countries like Portugal being abandoned as young people left to work in the holiday resorts, which also resulted in the death of other industries eg. cork production in Portugal. Sandy and co developed those resorts in the Med so hastily and so cheaply and with so little planning that it caused massive problems.
So it was Tony Crosland who appointed Sandy Glen as Chairman of the British Tourist Authority. Tony Crosland was at Oxford with Woy et al and had a gay affair with Woy while they were there. Woy eventually married Jennifer Morris, whom he met at a summer school at dear old Dartington when Morris was Chairman of the Labour Club at Cambridge University. Crosland tried to prevent the marriage. Jennifer became a journo on the Manchester Guardian. Woy and Jennifer were known to be swingers and I don’t have a problem with that, it is only a matter for them if they confine themselves to consenting adults. The problem was that some of their friends and colleagues didn’t and Woy et al were simply unable to address the escalating criminality that resulted. It is nothing to do with me if Tony Crosland and Woy and Jennifer Morris were discussing Uganda at every opportunity with a variety of people, but folk like me who were not interested in joining in and raised concerns about the criminals Dafydd and Gwynne who were involved should not have been targeted.
Crosland was a Westminster Swinger himself who, like Richard Crossman, was an Oxford don before he became an MP. Crosland taught Tony Benn at Oxford and Norris and Ross McWhirter who were at the other end of the political spectrum to Tony Benn. Crosland entered the Commons in 1955 as the Labour MP for south Gloucestershire and held the seat until 1955. Crosland returned to the Commons in 1959, when he was elected for Grimsby, which he represented until his death in 1977. Like Woy and Healey, Tony Crosland was a friend and protégé of Hugh Gaitskell, and together they were regarded as the “modernisers” of their day.
In the 1960s, the sex abuse ring operating in the North East directly linked to Gwynne and Dafydd was concealed by Tony Crosland when he was Secretary of State for Education, as well as by Sunderland Borough Councillor Ernest Armstrong, who later became the Co Durham MP who helped Miranda bag the nomination for Sedgefield. Two of the people whose criminality Armstrong and Crosland concealed were Matt Arnold and Peter Howarth when they worked at Axwell Park Approved School, before they relocated to Bryn Estyn in 1973 and really got the party going. See post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part III’. Crosland’s Grimsby constituency was embraced by the same ring.
Tony Crosland died in the Radcliffe Infirmary, Oxford, on 19 February 1977, at the age of 59, from a cerebral haemorrhage.
By Feb 1977 it was accepted that Mr Thrope would before long be charged with a serious offence. The previous year had seen the scaffolding erected in terms of Carlo becoming Chancellor of UCNW, George Thomas becoming Speaker and Dafydd’s mate Selwyn Lloyd going to the Lords. When Crosland died, Callaghan’s Gov’t was on its last legs and only survived when the Lib Lab Pact was formed in March 1977, between Callaghan and the new(ish) Leader of the Liberals, David Steel. Who knew about Mr Thrope, Cyril Smith, Dafydd and Gwynne and much else.
Tony Crosland’s second marriage was to Susan, an American journo and novelist who settled in London. Susan was taken on by old bigot John Junor (see previous posts) of ‘The Sunday Express’, worked on ‘The Sun’ before the Digger owned it and worked for ‘The Sunday Times’ from 1970. In the early 1980s, Susan Crosland became a good friend of Therese Lawson, second wife of Nigel Lawson, a Leicestershire MP while the entire infrastructure of Leicestershire concealed the ring operating there, which by the time Lawson was in the Cabinet was closely linked to Dafydd and Gwynne’s Gang. See previous posts. Susan Crosland’s publisher was George Weidenfeld.
By the mid-1980s, Crosland had formed a deep platonic relationship with the Tory journalist Auberon Waugh – son of Evelyn Waugh – who lived near Taunton, which lasted until Waugh’s death in 2001. Those were the years in which Waugh was concealing the Westminster Paedophile Ring and the crimes of Dafydd and Gwynne. See previous posts. Susan had begun to suffer from severe arthritis and acquired MRSA while in hospital having a hip replaced; the infection went undiagnosed for some time. Susan Crosland died on 26 Feb 2011. Operation Pallial was launched in 2011 and Brown and I had begun publishing about the mental health services in north Wales by then. Susan Crosland was survived by her first husband and their two daughters. Dick Leonard, political writer and journalist, who was PPS to Tony Crosland, 1970-74, and a former Deputy General Secretary of the Fabian Society published a tribute to Susan Crosland on the Fabian Society blog after her death. They all knew how serious matters Dafydd and Gwynne were, including Dick Leonard.
[Glen] was also chairman of the Advisory Council of the Victoria and Albert Museum from 1978 to 1984, during which time he organised a very successful public appeal.
Some saw fit to entrust Glen with the V&A even after Clarksons and Court Line…
Glen was appointed CBE in 1964 and KBE in 1967.
Bald, bespectacled, jovial and rather portly in later life, Glen had immense resilience of mind and body, and invincible optimism. In 1975 he published his memoirs, Footholds Against a Whirlwind.
Sandy Glen, who died on Saturday, married first, in 1936 (dissolved 1945), Nina Nixon; they had a son who predeceased Glen. He married secondly, in 1947, Baroness Zora de Collaert, whom he had met in Yugoslavia during the war; she died last year.
Sandy Glen knew Ian Fleming who was a pal of Charles Morrison, Tory MP for Devizes and brother of Sir Peter. Peter Morrison was a close mate of Thatch, Charles was a buddy of Ted Heath. In the way that Dafydd and Gwynne enjoyed protection from both people of the left and the right, the Morrison family spanned the entire Tory Party. But in many ways the Morrison family WERE the Tory Party for many decades during the 20th century.
Sandy Glen also knew Sir Charles Evans, Principal of UNW and Lord John Hunt, Sir Charles’s mate who was a senior officer in the British security services. Glen probably knew Eric Sunderland as well, who succeeded Sir Charles as Principal of UCNW. See previous posts.
Sandy Glen’s friend Hugh Patrick Lygon (2 November 1904-19 August 1936) was the second son of William Lygon, 7th Earl Beauchamp, and is often believed to be the inspiration for Lord Sebastian Flyte in Evelyn Waugh‘s ‘Brideshead Revisited’. He was a friend of Waugh’s at Oxford (A. L. Rowse believed the two to be lovers), where both were members of the Hypocrites’ Club (Lygon was also the President of the club), along with their contemporary Murray Andrew McLean and the Plunket Greene’s brothers, Richard and David. David Plunket Greene was a good friend of Hugh Lygon.
Hugh Lygon was educated at Eton and Pembroke College,Oxford.
After leaving Oxford, Lygon worked in a bank in Paris before working in the City. Lygon died in Germany, where he was on a motoring tour with his friend, the artist Henry Wynn. Lygon was standing in the road to ask the way and fell backwards, hitting his head on a stone. He died later due to a fractured skull, having spent four days in hospital.
Charles Henry Romer Wynn, aka Henry Wynn was the son of 6th Baron Newborough. Henry was the younger brother of the illustrious Micky Wynn, the 7th Baron Newborough. Micky was a man about whom fairy tales were told in terms of his wartime escapades – Wynn served in the British Army and in the RNVR – and was one of the network who propped up the Gang as they took over north Wales. Micky Wynn was one of Sir Clough Williams-Ellis’s Oundle old boys crowd, along with Gwynne and Dafydd’s mate Sir Kenneth Robinson, Harold Wilson’s Minister of Health and Sir Peter Scott, the David Attenborough of his day. See eg. post ‘He Got On His Bike And Looked For Work’. Wynn was totally bonkers but was nonetheless given positions of responsibility although he clashed with the law himself sometimes eg. in 1976 when he fired a cannon across the Menai Strait wrecking a passing yacht. Micky Wynn’s son the 8th Baron Newborough, Robert Vaughan Wynn, is a very rich friend of Carlo’s and owns estates in north Wales, his showpiece being the Rhug estate near Corwen, known for its bison and farm shop with the most expensive stuffed peppers in Wales. Lord Newborough must be the only Farmer in Wales who has a part-time job in global capitalism in the Far East, as opposed to running a B&B to help out financially. See post ‘And Death Shall Have No Dominion’.
Henry Wynn was born in 1923 and educated at Canford School in Dorset. Henry Wynn fought in WW II and gained the rank of Lieutenant-Commander in the Royal Navy. Later in life at least he lived near Tiverton, Devon.
Michael Willoughby married Angela Florence AlfredaHall and died on 16 November 1970 at age 83. Lord Michael Middleton was educated at Wellington College and then the Royal Military College, Sandhurst. Sir Charles Evans’s friend and fellow mountaineer Lord John Hunt was commander of Sandhurst. Michael Willoughby fought in WW I and succeeded as the 11th Baron Middleton of Middleton in 1924 on the same day that he also succeeded as the 12th Baronet Willoughby. Michael Willoughby was a JP for the East Riding of Yorkshire. He gained the rank of Colonel in the 5th Battalion, Green Howards (TA). Lord Middleton served as Lord-Lieutenant of the East Riding, Yorkshire, 1936-66. He was commander of the 5th and 30th Battalions, East Yorkshire Regiment and fought in WW II. Lord Middleton was Chancellor of Hull University, 1954-70.
The East Riding was on the site of the ring linked to those in the North East in partnership with Dafydd and Gwynne’s Gang. The region was dominated by Jimmy Savile’s empire and many at Hull University were complicit, from Commies like John Saville (see previous posts) to the librarian and poet Philip Larkin (who’s mistress Monica Jones was a lecturer at Leicester University keeping the lid on the ring there and contributing to the effort to hamper Brown when he was doing his PhD, as discussed in previous posts). Previous posts eg. ‘A Trail Of Blood’ have named many we know and love who passed through Hull University in some capacity, including Miranda’s guru Anthony Giddens, as well as David Hanson, Tom Watson and the Red Wedge Windbag-supporter rocker Tracy Thorne. Dear old Prezza is of course a Hull graduate, he completed his degree there after studying at Ruskin College, Oxford when Matt Arnold taught at Ruskin and Peter Howarth was Arnold’s student. See post ‘A Study In Tyranny’ for further details of the Ruskin crowd who colluded with organised abuse.
Prezza graduated from Hull University in 1968 and was elected as the MP for Hull East in 1970. Prezza was of course born in Flintshire and spent the first four years of his life there. His dad worked on the railways and served as a Labour Councillor. The family moved to Yorkshire and then to Cheshire. Prezza joined the Merchant Navy and worked as a steward/waiter for Cunard. He married Pauline and her hair in Chester in 1961, by which time Prezza had become a union activist.
So what was it about the meatheaded inarticulate laughing stock that is Prezza that impressed Miranda so much that caused Miranda to appoint the big idiot Deputy PM?
Being the offspring of a Councillor who colluded with a gang of paedophiles and who then spent the rest of his life surrounded with people who propped that gang up has obviously taken its toll on Prezza. No wonder Chumbawamba threw a bucket of water over him in 1998, a few more people should.
Andrew GuyWynn, born on 26 November 1950. Andrew married SusanjaneFraser-Smith, the daughter of Selwyn WillisFraser-Smith, in 1978. Andrew and Susanjane were divorced in 1986 and in 1988 he married Shelagh Jean MacsorleySmith, daughter of a Prof of vet science, ProfessorI. K. M.Smith. Andrew Wynn was educated at Eton and Gonville and Caius College, Cambridge and gained the rank of Commander in the Royal Navy. Andrew Wynn, nephew of the Gang’s crazy friend Micky Wynn, was Equerry to Phil the Greek, 1982-84, while Micky’s trafficking friend the Royal Lobotomist Gwynne ran a trafficking ring as he sat in the Student Health Centre of UCNW. Phil the Greek’s son and heir was Chancellor of UCNW throughout it all. Andrew Wynn was Bursar at Eton.
Henry Wynn’s wife Angela’s brother was Digby Michael Godfrey JohnWilloughby, 12th Baron Middleton of Middleton. Digby married JanetMarshall-Cornwall Digby died on 27 May 2011 at age 90. He was educated at Eton, fought in WW II and served in the Coldstream Guards. Digby graduated from Trinity College, Cambridge and worked as a land agent. Digby served as a JP and was Deputy Lieutenant of the East Riding, Yorkshire in 1963. Lord Digby Middleton was a member of the East Riding, Yorkshire County Council 1964-77. Digby succeeded as the 13th Baronet Willoughby in1970 at the same time as succeeding as the 12th Baron Middleton of Middleton. Digby was a member of the North Yorkshire County Council, 1974-77. We’re back to the Yorkshire ring again with its direct links with Dafydd and the Gang. Sadie Francis, one of the Nice Young Doctors who was drafted into north Wales in 1983 along with her husband Tony, grew up in Yorkshire and was the daughter of a Nice Lady Doctor herself. Sadie’s mother was in turn the daughter of a Pioneering Lady Doctor, one of the first Lady Doctors in the UK. They all colluded with the male sex offenders, not because they were Under The Patriarchy (although the patriarchy won’t have helped), but because they did quite well out of assisting a gang of sex offenders. I’m sure being married to those scumbags wasn’t easy Little Women but you didn’t have to get involved and then stay involved with them. You also knowingly allowed yourselves to be used as a highly effective cover for their offending.
Sandy Glen’s obituary for ‘The Guardian’ was written by dear old Jim Perrin, he who writes like an angel but behaves like a total scumbag and spent many years living in north Wales. Jim was the dad of Will Perrin, a very able young climber who was found hanging in his house near Llanberis when I lived in the same village as Will while I was doing my PhD and witnesses were dropping like flies. See previous posts. Jim Perrin is Of The Mountains and knew/knows the whole climbing crowd in Snowdonia, many of whom were networked into the Gang or even paid up members.
…In 1936, he married Nina Nixon and went into banking. In 1939, he was mobilised in the Royal Navy Volunteer Reserve, trained as a meteorologist and served on the light cruiser HMS Arethusa in the Mediterranean. Transferred to naval Intelligence the following year, he was posted to Belgrade, where he shared a flat – and an active social life – with the future Conservative MP Julian Amery.
Julian Amery was the son Leopold Charles Maurice Stennett Amery (22 November 1873-16 September 1955), usually known as Leo Amery or L. S. Amery, a Tory MP who served in Stanley Baldwin’s Cabinet. Leo Amery was noted for his interest in British India, the British Empire and for his opposition to appeasement. Leo Amery was a keen sportsman and a well-known mountaineer. Amery continued to climb well into his sixties and Mount Amery in the Canadian Rockies is named after him. Amery was a member of the Alpine Club, serving as its President, 1943–45. Charles Evans was President of the Alpine Club, 1967-70. Leo Amery was a member of the Athenaeum, the club of choice for Top Docs and Vice-Chancellors and of the Carlton Club ie. the Tory Party’s chill-out venue.
Harold Julian Amery, Baron Amery of Lustleigh (27 March 1919-3 September 1996), served as a Tory MP for 39 of the 42 years between 1950 and 1992. He was appointed to the Privy Council in 1960. Julian Amery was created a life peer upon his retirement from the Commons in 1992.
Julian Amery was the son-in-law of Harold Macmillan. Julian’s brother, John, was hanged for treason having pleaded guilty to making recruitment efforts and propaganda broadcasts for Nazi Germany.
Julian Amery was educated at Eaton House,Summer Fields School, Eton and Balliol College, Oxford. While an undergraduate, Juliam Amery had a brief romance with the novelist Barbara Pym, who was some years his senior.
On 26 January 1950, Julian Amery married Catherine Macmillan (died 1991), the daughter of Harold Macmillan. The couple had one son, Leo Amery, a stained glass artist and three daughters: Caroline Louise Michelle Amery (born 1951), Theresa Catherine Roxane Amery (born 1954), and Alexandra Elizabeth Charmian Amery (born 1956).
Before the beginning of WW II, Julian Amery was a war correspondent in the Spanish Civil War and later an attaché for the British Foreign Office in Belgrade. After WW II began, Amery joined the RAF as a sergeant in 1940 then was commissioned and transferred to the British Army. Amery spent 1941–42 in the eastern Mediterranean and served as Liaison Officer to the Albanian Resistance Movement 1943–44. The following year, Amery went to China to work with General Carton de Wiart, the Prime Minister’s Personal Representative to GeneralissimoChiang Kai-shek. Amery became a close friend of King Zog of Albania
Zogu I, Skanderbeg III
King of the Albanians
Julian Amery served as Conservative MP for Preston North, 1950-66 and for Brighton Pavilion, 1969-92. He held a number of Gov’t offices, all under Macmillan, his father-in-law. Amery was junior Minister for War (1957–58) and for the Colonies (1958–60). Amery succeeded John Profumo as junior Minister for the Colonies. Amery served as Secretary of State for Air, 1960–62, succeeding George Ward in that post. Amery was Minister of Aviation, 1962-64, succeeding Peter Thorneycroft.
Previous posts have explained how the Tory Ministers of Thorneycroft’s era, including Thorneycroft, protected Dafydd and Gwynne, how some of them were friends with Dafydd and Gwynne and that Dafydd and Gwynne were involved with the Profumo Affair. Dafydd and Gwynne were also protected by the Cambridge spy ring, some of whom eg. Anthony Blunt were using services provided by the Gang and their partners in crime. Julian Amery’s friend King Zog’s attempts to reclaim his throne after WWII, assisted by the US and the British, failed because of Kim Philby’s leaks to the Soviets.
Here’s the man who influenced Events in the Communist Bloc:
MI6: All you needed to have done was to have rung him up and taken the piss out of him as the Empowered Service Users did. Dafydd ALWAYS answered, even at 3 am, lest it was Sir Peter Morrison who needed rescuing from police custody. If you had joined us in those phone calls, Dafydd wouldn’t have had time to have run the paedophile ring let alone the Soviet Union.
Happy days Dafydd! Thanks for the memories!!
The Black Hole of Calcutta. Dafydd will remember the conversation:
Under Ted Heath’s administration, Julian Amery was Minister for Public Works (1970), Minister for Housing and Construction, 1970–72 and Minister of State, Foreign and Commonwealth Affairs, 1972–74, under Foreign Secretary Alec Douglas-Home.
For 30 years, Julian Amery was an active member and later a Patron of the Conservative Monday Club, where he became friendly with General Sir Walter Walker, subsequently writing the foreword for Walker’s anti-Soviet book, The Next Domino. Sir Walter Walker was a splendidly mad old Tory, who privately told journalists that he thought that Harold Wilson was a “proven Communist” and that there was a “Communist cell” in Downing Street. Walter He advocated Enoch Powell for PM. Powell was the man who in 1961 as Minister of Health publicly declared his intention to put a stop to Gwynne the Lobotomist but quietly dropped the plan, yet remained schtum throughout the Profumo Affair and while Gwynne and Dafydd continued with their criminality assisted by Powell’s friends and colleagues. Having taken a close look at the timing of Powell’s denouncing of Denbigh and the musical chairs in Gov’t of the time, I can only conclude that Powell’s visit to Denbigh and his well-publicised horror were a ruse to reassure people that Macmillan was Onto This One and would be Changing Things, because Profumo was on the way and a massive cover-up was needed. See previous posts.
Sir Walter Walker favoured “tougher” measures against Dafydd’s mates in the IRA. He was an early member of the Monday Club and in 1984 became Patron of the far-right anti-communist Western Goals Institute, a position he retained for the rest of his life.
Whether one is bringing about Revolution a la Eric Hobsbawm, or Breaking The Mould Of Politics a la the Gang of Four, or Fighting The Red Threat, as with the BMA Discussing Important Matters, it always has to be done over a good nosh:
At the Western Goals Institute ‘El Salvador’ Presidential Dinner, London, 25 September 1989. L to R: Denis Walker, Lord Sudeley, José Manuel Pacas (Salvadorean Foreign Minister), Andrew Smith (yellow tie), Dr Harvey Ward.
See previous posts for some of the adventures of those in the Monday Club eg. the student riot precipitated by the presence of Patrick Wall.
Amery was in favour of entry to the Common Market and also of the nuclear deterrent. His support for both caused some discord between himself and his old friend Enoch Powell. Amery was regarded by most as an imperialist.
In 1963, Amery took charge of Quintin Hogg’s campaign for Leadership of the Tory Party. Previous posts eg. ‘Holding The Country To Ransom – Part II’ discussed Quintin Hogg aka Lord Hailsham and his long and glorious history of concealing the Gang, as well as his periods of serving as Lord President of the Council – 17 Sept 1957-14 Oct 1959, under Macmillan and 27 July 1960-16 October 1964, under Macmillan and then Douglas-Home – and therefore the visitor of UCNW, providing much needed assistance for the Gang at times when they were at risk of being exposed. Between 1963 and 1970, Hailsham was of course the Tory MP for St Marylebone, a constituency containing a great many wealthy Top Doctors who were facilitating the Westminster Paedophile Ring. In his youth, Hailsham had been an enthusiastic mountaineer; he’ll have known Sir Charles Of Dafydd and Gwynne, the Everest Hero, before Hailsham began to dig for victory on Evans’s behalf as Principal of UCNW.
Hogg’s descendants continued the family tradition of protecting and helping the Gang, as evidenced by his daughter Dame Mary Hogg the High Court judge, his son Douglas Hogg to whom Dafydd will be forever grateful re Douglas’s efforts as a Home Office Minister, Sept 1986-26 July 1989 and even Douglas’s wife Sarah Hogg and Douglas’s and Sarah’s daughter Charlotte Hogg. See post ‘Holding The Country To Ransom – Part II’. I have noticed that Douglas Hogg was installed as a Home Office Minister just in time for the spate of wrongful arrests of me by the Gang and the subsequent major conspiracy between the Gang and the Home Office to fit me up for a serious crime and imprison me shortly after the June 1987 General Election.
Douglas Hurd was Home Secretary when it was all kicking off, who’s uncle Prof Edred Henry Corner knew Prof Greig-Smith in the thick of the Gang’s mates in the Dept of Plant Biology at UCNW. See previous posts eg. ‘Additional Security Measures’ for details of the numerous links between the Gang and the Dept of Plant Biology. Douglas Hogg’s old dad Quintin hadn’t only helped the Gang out years previously but Quintin was a member of Harold Macmillan’s Gov’t during the Profumo Affair and when Harold’s son Maurice swindled my father and other farmers in the early 1960s, as described in eg. ‘Shurely Shome Mishtake’. Maurice and other members of Macmillan’s Gov’t were by then already deeply involved in various business scams, including trafficking/prostitution, which needed Dafydd and Gwynne for success.
Anyone for a Hogg roast?
In 2009, during the MPs’ expenses scandal, the Torygraph alleged that Douglas Hogg had submitted and was paid a claim form including more than £2,000 to clean the moat around his country estate. The taxpayer also helped meet the cost of a full-time housekeeper. Other allegations included expenses for work done to Hogg’s stables and for his piano to be tuned. Hogg generously spent or perhaps somewhat overspent on his farm and home office: Hogg agreed a deal with the expenses office simply to have one twelfth of the second homes allowance paid into his bank account every month.
In his defence, Hogg resolutely claimed he had not claimed for moat cleaning and that the items were a list of all expenses incurred during house works, most of which were not paid for by the taxpayer. Hogg responded to the Torygraph’s claims by saying he had agreed the claims with the Fees Office and therefore hoped and believed that they would comply with the rules and the “spirit of the rules” as advised. In saying that his claims complied with both the spirit and letter of the rules, Hogg said he had issued, in the interests of transparency, full lists of all his expenditure on the property but these were never meant to be the record of a claim.
On 14 May 2009, Hogg agreed to repay the £2,200 cost of clearing the moat, after an order from the Tory Party leadership. He maintained he had not claimed the money but agreed it had not been “positively excluded” from paperwork submitted to the Commons Fees Office. Following the scandal, Hogg announced on 19 May 2009 that he would not stand at the following general election.
While I am delighted that the Hogg – a crooked barrister who was the son of another crooked barrister who became Lord Chancellor -was eventually roasted, it is interesting to note that the Hogg was roasted over those excessive expenses and not over his central role in a criminal conspiracy to frame someone because she refused to drop complaints about a Royal Lobotomist who was running a paedophile ring who had been protected by Hogg’s Major, an even bigger Hogg than Hogg Minor.
In early 1975, Julian Amery took part in a Commons debate on the TUC’s invitation to Alexander Shelepin, the former KGB chief, to visit Britain. He stated that “more and more people are beginning to look upon the TUC as a Communist-penetrated show and this invitation must strengthen that view.” Dafydd and Gwynne enjoyed protection and support from Amery and his mates as well as the Commies in the TUC. The Gang had the whole political spectrum covered.
According to Thatch’s 1995 memoir, ‘The Path To Power’, when Harold Wilson’s Labour Gov’t proposed devolution for Scotland in 1976, “Julian Amery and Maurice Macmillan proved effective leaders of the anti-devolution Tory camp.”
Maurice Macmillan, who managed to fleece many farmers of a great deal of money but who was never held to account and then held a series of Ministerial posts in Heath’s Gov’t:
When Maurice swindled my father, Quintin Hogg was Lord President of the Council. When Quintin’s son took part in the criminal conspiracy to frame me, Quintin was Lord Chancellor.
Here comes the Wind Of Change everyone:
Although he was Harold Macmillan’s son-in-law, Julian Amery failed to defend Macmillan when Count Nikolai Tolstoy published ‘The Minister and the Massacres’ in 1986, focusing the ultimate burden of blame sharply on Macmillan for the 1945 Bleiburg repatriations and the Cossack repatriations. Amery stated that the repatriations were “one of the few blots on Harold that I can think of”.
Previous posts have discussed the libel trial which resulted from Tolstoy’s allegations that the British Army had been complicit with war crimes, although Tolstoy presented a very compelling case. Lord Aldington aka Toby Low, the Tory Party big wig and war hero who maintained that his poor old heart had been broken by Tolstoy’s Terrible Lies, sued Tolstoy for libel, was awarded huge damages after what seemed to Brown and I at the time to be a politically rigged case which was about defending Britain’s reputation during WW II and Tolstoy was bankrupted.
I’ve just had another look at Toby Low’s biography and I’ve noticed far more than I did when I wrote that early post about him.
Toby Austin Richard William Low, 1st Baron Aldington (25 May 1914-7 December 2000), known as Austin Richard William Low until he added ‘Toby’ as a forename on 10 July 1957, was known for his alleged role in Operation Keelhaul, the forced repatriation of Russian, Ukrainian and other prisoners of war to the Soviet Union where many were executed.
Toby Low was the son of Colonel Stuart Low, who died in action in 1942 and Lucy Atkin, daughter of the Lord Atkin. He was educated at Winchester College (where he later became Warden, i.e. Chairman of the governing body) and at New College, Oxford, where he studied law. So Low went to the same school as Richard Crossman and the same Oxford College, which recruited for the security services. Toby Low was seven years younger than Crossman, but Crossman stayed at New College as a don recruiting for the security services after his studies.
Toby Low qualified as a barrister in 1939. He had joined the King’s Royal Rifle Corps in 1934 and served in WW II. Low served as the Tory MP for Blackpool North, 5 July 1945-29 January 1962. He served as Parliamentary Secretary at the Ministry of Supply, 1951–54 and then as Minister of State at the Board of Trade from 1954, under Peter Thorneycroft as President of the Board of Trade. Low also became a Privy Counsellor.
In 1957, the year in which Anthony Eden was forced to resign after being undermined and having his health severely damaged by Top Doctors who were on excellent terms with Lilibet as well as with Gwynne’s network (see eg. post ‘A Holy Fool Among A Feast Of Fools’, Toby Low was knighted and became Chair of the Select Committee on nationalised industry. In 1959, Low became Deputy Conservative Party Chairman. In 1962 the year in which the rumours which exploded in the form of the Profumo Scandal at the beginning of 1963 snowballed, Low was created Baron Aldington.
Toby Low increased his business interests from 1962. Low had been a Director of the Grindlay family banking company, Grindlays Bank, in 1946, following his father and grandfather.
In 1984 Citibank and Lloyds – who by then owned Grindlays – sold Grindlays to the Australia and New Zealand Banking Group. In 1989, five years after it acquired Grindlays, ANZ changed Grindlays’ name to ANZ Grindlays Bank and transferred its domicile (requiring an Act of Parliament) to Australia in 1995. In 1993, ANZ Grindlays sold its African operations to Standard Bank Investment Corporation (Stanbic), which was the holding company for Standard Bank of South Africa‘s operations outside South Africa. Standard Chartered Bank had sold its shares in Standard Bank of South Africa to the bank’s existing shareholders in 1987 to escape anti-apartheid sanctions against South Africa. In 2000, ANZ sold its Grindlays subsidiary to Standard Chartered for US$1.3 (A$2.2) billion in cash, which merged it with its existing banking operations, after which the Grindlays name fell out of use.
Twigg Brown are London-based architects. Their notable projects include the Hay’s Galleria as part of the overall Twigg Brown masterplan for London Bridge City and the Grosvenor Waterside development in Chelsea for Grosvenor. Grosvenor Group Limited is a property group, which was founded in 1677 and is headquartered in the UK. It is now in 62 international cities, with offices in 14 of them, operated on behalf of its owners, the Duke of Westminster and his family. It has four regional development and investment businesses: in Britain and Ireland, the Americas, Europe, and Asia Pacific; and a portfolio of indirect investments. Its sectors include residential, office, retail, industrial, and hotels.
In 1964, Lord Aldington became Chairman of Grindlays Bank as well as of GEC. In 1971, he joined the BBC General Advisory Council and became Chairman of Sun-Alliance and the Port of London Authority. In 1972, he became Co-Chairman, with Jack Jones, of the Joint Special Committee on the Ports Industry.
Lord Jack Jones was accused of working for the British security services and even of being a Soviet double agent, which upset his mates in the Labour Party and union movement. I have no idea as to the truth of those allegations, but Jack Jones was one of the union barons – he was elected General Secretary of the T&GWU in 1968 – who was in the pocket of Dafydd and Gwynne. Jack Jones was friends with Dom Mintoff, the PM of Malta, who was one of the leaders of the Maltese Mafia. Mintoff was also good friends with Richard Crossman and Lady Juliet Bingley, both loyal protectors of Dafydd, Gwynne and the Gang. Very worrying really, because Lady Juliet, an LSE trained social worker and daughter of Reginald Vicks, a surgeon at Bart’s, was married to Admiral Sir Alec Bingley, Fifth Sea Lord and NATO Commander of the Mediterranean Fleet. Friend of Mountbatten, Quintin Hogg, Lord Denning’s brother Sir Norman Denning and crowds of senior Forces and intelligence people. See previous posts for info on Jack Jones and his mates.
Lord Aldington became Chairman of Westland in 1977. Westland was a Yeovil-based helicopter company which, in the early 1980s, employed an engineer who was a girl with whom I used to play as a child, Janet Mitchell (nee Janet Sims). Westland became the centre of a Tory Party storm in 1986 when, during one of Westland’s regular crises, the Tory Cabinet ripped themselves apart over the Future Of Westland. Westland was a big deal in Somerset, but the UK media looked on baffled and asked why there was all this fuss over a small ailing Somerset business, with Heseltine storming out of the Cabinet and resigning in support of it, the whole saga nearly bringing down Thatch. Previous posts eg. ‘Those Who Are Ready To Serve’ and ‘A Legend Lives’ explained that Janet knew what was happening to me at the hands of the Gang, who were of course being facilitated by those crooked Tory Cabinet Ministers with Tom King, a Somerset MP – indeed Janet’s MP I think – in the middle of them.
Deals were being done all over the place on the basis of bribery and blackmail and Heseltine thought that he’d spotted his route to being PM. Janet and her husband did very nicely out of it all, as did other engineering companies linked to Westland and the huge scrap. Sir Anthony Meyer, Dafydd’s mate who was the Westminster Swinging Tory MP for Clwyd North West, also ensured that he benefited by drumming up business for Airbus at Broughton, in his constituency. The full story is provided in previous posts, along with the names of the guilty parties.
What I did not mention in any of the earlier posts is that Janet Mitchell’s husband used to work for my grandpa’s company, the grandpa who denounced Edward du Cann, the Tory MP for Taunton, as a crook and who hated Tom King and was hated by King and his cronies in return. I have been told that my father was targeted by Maurice Macmillan and co because of grandpa denouncing crooks in public life.
A lot of other people worked for my grandpa as well; he was only the Chairman of a small company but it was big by Bridgwater standards. Janet’s husband and his colleagues all stated that they liked my grandpa because he was a grafter who didn’t take two hour lunch breaks and who was in the office before any of the workers arrived in the morning and left after they had gone home in the evening. So it is rather sad that Janet and her husband accepted the filthy lucre in return for keeping quiet about what happened to me after grandpa died because I took on – unknowingly – the same scumbags whom grandpa had done battle with years before.
I received another bit of info yesterday about a grandpa-related event which left me really surprised, but I do remember it. Before we moved in with my grandparents after mu grandpa had a stroke, we lived in a house owned by him. So when we all moved in to his place, he put the house that we had lived in up for sale in about 1974. A young couple put in an offer, a low one, because they had no money. We knew them but not as friends. The man was called Anthony Croft and he was the son of Mrs Croft, a lady (a widow I think) who ran a garage mid-way between Bawdrip and Chedzoy. Anthony used to serve in the garage. Anthony and his wife had gone to see grandpa and were really grateful that he was OK with a low offer because he was sympathetic to a young couple after their first house. Then someone else turned up, but I don’t know who and made a much bigger offer. Grandpa said no, he’d promised the house to Anthony Croft. I know that the other people got nasty, told grandpa that he was a mug and then told a lot of other people that he was an idiot for not taking the higher offer. Anthony and his wife moved in and when we used to see them about they were always kind enough to say that they’d always be grateful because they could not have afforded anywhere else.
I was told yesterday that the people who wanted that house and tried to freeze out Anthony Croft were seriously pissed off at grandpa turning them down and they got together with the du Canns and Tom Kings of the world and wanted blood…
Mrs Croft died not long afterwards; she wasn’t that old but I don’t know how she died. I just remember being told how sad it was because she always seemed very pleasant.
Grandpa had of course also pissed off the Top Docs of the Nuffield Hospital in Taunton who were running the prostitution racket with the Angels that he’d found out about, as discussed in previous posts. I can remember the row about that but I didn’t realise until recently that Dafydd’s Gang had by that time networked right across the UK and they had at least one Doc – Brian Webb – in Taunton working for them. See eg. post ‘A Charming, Uplifting Sound’. Webb will not have been the only one, HQ were the London hospitals and Bristol…
This lot were a load of mobsters who were completely out of control.
Lord Aldington was considered a One Nation Conservative – like Ken Clarke and his hush puppies – and supported British involvement in the EU. He continued political activities in the Lords, including as Chairman of the Lords’ Select Committee on overseas trade. Aldington was also a Deputy Lieutenant of Kent.
In 1999, when hereditary peers were excluded from the Lords by the House of Lords Act 1999, as an hereditary peer of first creation, Toby Low was granted a life peerage as Baron Low, so that he could remain.
Lady Aldington was Patron of the Jacob Sheep Society.
It was in 1989 that Lord Aldington initiated and won a record £1.5 million (plus £500,000 costs) in the libel case against Nikolai Tolstoy and Nigel Watts, who had accused him of war crimes in Austria during his involvement in Operation Keelhaul Nigel Watts, who was in a business dispute with one of Lord Aldington’s former companies, printed 10,000 leaflets about Aldington’s role in the matter and circulated them to politicians and other figures. Tolstoy avoided paying the damages by declaring himself bankrupt, although after Aldington’s death he paid £57,000 in costs to Aldington’s estate.
The damages awarded were criticised by the European Court of Human Rights in July 1995 as excessive and “not necessary in a democratic society”, although this did not overturn the ruling itself or affect the amount to be paid out.
Subsequently, allegations were made that Aldington had been materially assisted by friends at the MoD, who had suppressed crucial documentation, but Tolstoy and Watts were not granted leave to appeal on the basis of those findings. Nigel Watts was jailed for 18 months in April 1995, after repeating the libel that Aldington was a war criminal in a pamphlet.
In 1996 the Court of Appeal upheld an order Aldington had obtained that made lawyers acting for Tolstoy pro bono parties to the case and thereby jointly liable with Tolstoy for any costs or damages awarded to Aldington. This order was combined with a requirement that Tolstoy underwrite the cost of Aldington’s defence to obtain leave to appeal.
Toby Low’s son Charles Harold Stuart Low, 2nd Baron Aldington (born 22 June 1948) succeeded to the Barony on 7 December 2000. Lord Charles Aldington, was born in London in 1948. He was educated at Winchester College, New College, Oxford (here we go again…) and at INSEAD. He also attended the Baden-Baden Unternehmer Gespraeche. His early career was with Citibank and Grindlays Bank in New York, Hong Kong, Dusseldorf and London.
Charles Low worked for 28 years for Deutsche Bank. From 2002-2009 he was Chairman of Deutsche Bank London and Chairman of Morgan Grenfell Private Equity, following which he was a Senior Adviser for three years. He joined Deutsche Bank in 1986 and worked in Germany before joining the management of Deutsche Bank’s London business in 1988. In 1997 Low moved into a Corporate Finance role.
While Charles Low was Chairman of Deutsche Bank, there was an event at Bangor University with a link to Deutsche Bank, while the Business School was filling up with people who were openly hostile to Merfyn the VC and were so obviously trying to undermine him in every way, but then so was No 10 Downing Street. ‘Sandra from Deutsche Bank’ arrived to work at the Business School and the Business School made a great song and dance about it and sent an e mail around to announce Sandra’s arrival. The Business School being what it was ie. a School which routinely treated people appallingly, forgot that Sandra from Deutsche Bank might be used to not being treated like a turd and treated her like a turd. She walked out after a matter of days, to the entertainment of those of us who really had had a bellyful of the Business School. I did wonder why Sandra from Deutsche Bank had ever arrived at Bangor though; amazingly enough she was the real thing, a Proper Banker who had commanded a huge chunk of Deutsche Bank rather than a delusional idiot who once managed a small bank branch in north Wales.
Charles Low currently chairs the Finance Committee at the Ditchley Foundation. He was Chairman of Stramongate Ltd, on the Boards of LIBA, BBA and the British German Chamber of Commerce, Deputy Chairman of the Royal Academy Trust, a Trustee of the Institute for Philanthropy, Vice President of the National Churches Trust, a member of Oxford University’s Court of Benefactors and of the Business Advisory Council to the Said Business School, Chair of the New College Development Committee and Chair of the European Vocational College.
Charles Aldington is married to Dr Regine von Csongrady-Schopf, an art historian, and they have three children.
Toby Low’s daughter Dame Priscilla Jane Stephanie Roberts, The Hon. Lady Roberts (née Low; born 4 September 1949) has been the Curator of the Print Room at Windsor Castle since 1975 and was the Royal Librarian, 2002- July 2013.
Roberts was appointed an MVO in 1984. She was subsequently promoted to LVO in 1995, CVO in 2004 and to Dame Commander (DCVO) in 2013.
On 13 December 1975, Priscilla Jane Stephanie Low married Sir Hugh Roberts, who was the Director of the Royal Collection and Surveyor of the Queen’s Works of Art until April 2010.
Which all these references to the Courtauld Institute and Lilibet’s works of art and Priscilla’s dad being a spy, one would have thought that Dame Priscilla and Sir Hugh would remind Lilibet of someone known to – and who used the services provided by – Dafydd and Gwynne’s network:
Dame Priscilla and Sir Hugh have two daughters: Sophie Jane Cecilia Roberts (born 28 March 1978) and Amelia Frances Albinia Roberts (born 1982).
That Nikolai Tolstoy ended up under fire from Toby Low is ironic, because Tolstoy is not made of Reds Under The Bed stuff. He is a distant cousin of THE Leo Tolstoy and his political activism has tended to be of a very conservative nature. A committed monarchist, Nikolai Tolstoy is Chancellor of the International Monarchist League. He was also Chairman of the London-based Russian Monarchist League and chaired their annual dinner on 6 March 1986, when the Guest-of-Honour was the MP John Biggs-Davison. Tolstoy was also in the chair for their Summer Dinner on 4 June 1987, at the Oxford and Cambridge Club in Pall Mall. Tolstoy was a founding committee member (January 1989) of the now established War and Peace Ball, held annually in London, which raises funds for White Russian charities. A member of the Royal Stuart Society since 1954, Tolstoy is presently one of the Vice-Presidents.
Top table L to R: Christopher Arkell & Lord Nicholas Hervey (standing) Gregory Lauder-Frost(speaking to Arkell), Countess Georgina Tolstoy, Count Nikolai Tolstoy (under painting) unknown man, Lord Sudeley, at the Russian Monarchist League Annual Dinner in 1990.
Lord Nicholas Hervey was the younger half-brother of the notorious John Jermyn Hervey aka Lord Bristol. Lord Bristol famously died as a result of a combination of class A drug use, Hep B, Hep C and HIV after a life of serious excess. Nicholas was close to John Jermyn and probably knew who was supplying the rent boys, the class A drugs and the helpful Court reports which kept John Jermyn out of prison and into private rehab clinics on so many occasions, but Nicholas didn’t live a life anything like John Jermyn’s. Nicholas was rather conservative in all senses of the world and had been a successful student, despite a Top Doc’s diagnosis of schizophrenia went Nicholas was at university. Nicholas nonetheless gained an OK degree and worked successfully for some time after graduation. Until Nicholas had a minor blip which resulted in Help from the Top Docs. His life fell apart and his friends noticed that he was too drugged to do anything but sleep. Nicholas was found hanging in his Chelsea home in his mid-30s. He died before his brother John Jermyn. Both of them were dead by the time that the Waterhouse Report was published. The Hervey family seat, where Lord Bristol lived for most of his life, is near Ipswich. Which is where Dafydd’s pal John Allen lived before he moved to north Wales in the late 1960s and opened Bryn Alyn. See post ‘The Vermin Club’ for details of the sad and inexplicable demise of Nicholas Hervey as well as the more predictable death of his brother but who nevertheless outlived the credible witness.
In October 1987, Tolstoy was presented with the International Freedom Award by the United States Industrial Council Educational Foundation: “for his courageous search for the truth about the victims of totalitarianism and deceit.” In October 1991, Tolstoy joined a Monday Club delegation, under the auspices of the Club’s Foreign Affairs Committee and travelled to observe the war between Serbia and Croatia, the first British political delegation to observe that conflict. Conservative MPs Andrew Hunter, and Roger Knapman, then a junior Minister in the Conservative Gov’t, were also part of the delegation. On 13 October 1987 the group held a Press Conference at the Hotel Intercontinental in Zagreb, which apart from the media, was also attended by delegates from the French government. A report on the conflict was agreed and handed in to 10 Downing Street by Andrew Hunter.
Tolstoy has stood unsuccessfully for UKIP as a parliamentary candidate in four British general elections, having first been asked by UKIP founder Alan Sked in November 1996.
My post ‘The Old Crowd’ discusses William Sackville’s family, including the 10th Earl De La Warr – Xenia’s husband’s grandfather – who went under a tube train at a convenient time for Dafydd’s network. Xenia’s husband, a hedge fund manager who is also called William Sackville, is the nephew of Tom Sackville, the younger son of the man who went under the tube train. Tom Sackville was a Tory Minister in the Home Office and the Dept of Health when Dafydd and the Gang were busy in the direction of me, Alison Taylor, Mary Wynch and others.
Nikolai Tolstoy has a strong link with Cwm Croesor and the Welsh Bloomsbury Set. His stepfather was the novelist Patrick O’Brian (12 December 1914-2 January 2000), born Richard Patrick Russ, best known for his Aubrey-Maturin series of novels set during the Napoleonic Wars. O’Brian lived in Cwm Croesor, 1946-49, in a house that he rented from Sir Clough. O’Brian had a big fan base re his novels and there was a lot of upset in the late 1990s when allegations were made that O’Brian was either a serial liar or a fantasist with regard to much of what he had said about himself. O’Brian’s fans took the view that a lot of people had spouted rubbish about him over the years and he just hadn’t bothered to correct it. Tolstoy himself did not provide a flattering picture of his stepfather.
I only ever met one person at Croesor who remembered Patrick O’Brian; this man claimed that O’Brian told so many lies that it was impossible to know who or what he was. O’Brian was widely believed to be working for the security services. See previous posts for further information about O’Brian and his time at Croesor.
What I notice among this mass of people who battled with each other but who all were linked to Dafydd, Gwynne and the Gang are the dates re Aldington’s libel case. Again and again, the dates were pivotal to the battles of the Gang with me and other people. I have been told that Aldington AND Tolstoy both used the crap that they had on so many people re me and other targets to try and win their case and gain personal benefit. I’m not going to go through all the dates again, I am hoping that readers are beginning to correlate the info that is of interest to them anyway, but the glaring matter is the European Court of Human Rights judgement in 1995 which condemned the libel award secured by Aldington but didn’t overturn it. In 1995 the Gang were on their quest to send me to live with Mr Savile in Broadmoor. Dafydd had in Nov 1994 appeared in the High Court in Liverpool and sworn an affidavit stating that I had thrown a brick through his glass door at 3 am in the morning after he planted the brick himself and complaining about F blowing a raspberry down the phone at him. This was the sum total of evidence which demonstrated to the High Court, to the BMA and to the MDU, that I presented a danger to Dafydd’s life AND all other NHS staff and should be sent to a high security institution. The problems had snowballed after spring 1994 when F and I had met with the Mental Health Act Commissioners and told them that Dafydd was sexually exploiting patients and that serious complaints were not being investigated. Brown sent yet another letter to Gwynedd Community Health Trust detailing the phone call that he listened into during which Dafydd tried to bribe me into dropping my complaint. Brown did not receive a reply.
On 9 Jan 1995, Peter Cook, a witness to the wider network of the Gang, including Graham Chapman’s abuse of boys, died. On 5 March 1995, Viv Stanshall, another comedian who was witness to the Gang’s wider network including Graham Chapman’s abuse of boys, spontaneously combusted in bed. On 17 June 1995, Dafydd’s partner in crime Lord David Ennals died. On 2 July 1995 Geraint Morgan QC, barrister on the Northern Circuit – which included Liverpool – and the Tory MP for Denbigh, 1959-83, died. On 9 July 1995, Bing Spear, the corrupt mandarin at the top of the Home Office Drugs Branch who’d kept Dafydd in business for years died. On 13 July 1995 Sir Peter Morrison was found dead in his house in Belgravia. Brown was sacked from his job at Aston University in July 1995. In July 1995, the world was told that Dafydd and retired and that the North Wales Hospital had shut down. Neither was true. See previous posts for matters 1995… eg. ‘Dates For Your Diary’, ‘A Solicitor’s Letter From North East Wales MIND’, ‘The Banality of Evil’…
Toby Low died in Dec 2000, at the end of the year that the Waterhouse Report was published.
As so many of the people involved in all this were working for the security services, I can only marvel once more that the one thing no-one did at any time was to pull the plug on a gang of sex offenders.
One of Nikolai Tolstoy’s books was The Founding of Evil Hold School, London, 1968.
Maurice Macmillan’s friend and brother-in-law Julian Amery believed that “The prosperity of our people rests really on the oil in the Persian Gulf, the rubber and tin of Malaya and the gold, copper and precious metals of South- and Central Africa. As long as we have access to these; as long as we can realize the investments we have there; as long as we trade with this part of the world, we shall be prosperous. If the communists [or anyone else] were to take them over, we would lose the lot. Governments like Colonel Nasser’s in Egypt are just as dangerous.”
To return to Sandy Glen’s obituary:
At a party one evening, a beautiful Serbian, Baroness Zora de Collaert, asked who was “that little Englishman with the unpressed trousers”. Glen, despite his marriage, promptly proposed.
They married seven years later, following his divorce in 1945.
In March 1941, a pro-allies coup d’état in Belgrade led to the Luftwaffe blitzing the Yugoslav capital for 72 hours. Glen, the baroness and others from the British legation headed, through appalling weather conditions, across the mountains to Kotor, on Yugoslavia’s Montenegran coast, and on to Tirana, the capital of Albania. From there, the Italians repatriated them via Italy, Vichy France and Spain.
By mid-1941, Glen was back in Spitsbergen assisting the evacuation of Norwegian and Russian workers and sabotaging coal mines. In the early summer of 1942, he took part in two 27-hour reconnaissances of Spitsbergen by Coastal Command Catalina flying boats based in the Shetlands. These initially – and wrongly – suggested that there was no German presence. A 70-strong joint British-Norwegian force was sent, but its boats were sunk and 17 men killed in Spitsbergen harbour by a Luftwaffe raid.
The survivors struggled ashore, and Glen remembered where to find the frozen corpses of 60 slaughtered pigs, off which they lived, washed down with Russian tea and abandoned German brandy and champagne. Further air attacks came while the wounded were airlifted out, but relief arrived with the supply of heavy munitions. This ensured the island could not be used as a base against allied convoys to Murmansk.
In autumn 1943, Glen was landed by sea in Yugoslavia, to take part in operations in that country, Albania and Bulgaria with Fitzroy Maclean’s mission to Tito’s communist partisans. At cessation of hostilities, Glen was in Athens, and had won a bar to his DSC, and been awarded the Czechoslovak War Cross.
Thereafter, he enjoyed a long and, on occasion, mercurial business career, initially with Clarkson’s, which became one of the first major package holiday operators. He was a director of British European Airways (1964-70), of the Tote (1976-84) and the British National Export Council (1966-72), chairman of the British Tourist Authority (1969-1977), chairman of the advisory council of the Victoria and Albert Museum (1978-1984). He was appointed CBE in 1964, and KBE in 1967.
His arctic experiences were recounted in the first of his books, Under The Pole Star (1937). Recognition of his exploratory work included the Patron’s medal of the Royal Geographical Society (1940), the silver Polar medal (1942), and the Bruce medal of the Royal Society of Edinburgh. For his exploits in Spitsbergen, he received the DSC, the Norwegian War Cross and was appointed a knight of St Olav.
Zora, and a son from his first marriage, predeceased him.
Sandy’s obituary in ‘The Scotsman’ told us that:
Died: 6 March, 2004, in Worcestershire, aged 91. HE WAS an adventurer in the Richard Hannay and James Bond mould: indeed some say Alexander Glen was the model for 007. During the Second World War, he worked in naval intelligence under Bond’s creator, Ian Fleming. Glen stayed with the service until 1959, going on to have a distinguished career in industry and with various public bodies.
He always had a twinkle in his eye and maintained a sense of fun to the end:
he had style and panache, and was invariably courteous and modest. He was willing to admit his mistakes yet share the credit with others.
I am waiting for Sandy’s pals to admit one huge mistake in particular, in terms of misplaced loyalty and the misuse of considerable state resources, including those of the intelligence services:
During the war, he experienced much physical hardship but was never heard to complain.
As opposed to a few other people who complained about other matters, but Sandy’s mates had the answer:
Alexander Richard Glen was a member of the Glen shipping family of Glasgow and attended Fettes College – he was to remark many years later that the “misty playing fields of Edinburgh made the Arctic seem like the Ritz going on to read geography at Balliol College, Oxford.
Alumni are all to public schools like Fettes.
His thirst for adventure began in 1935 when he led a university expedition to Spitzbergen in Norway. It gleaned much useful geological information but also researched military material about possible radio stations and landing areas. His success as leader was marked with several awards, including the Bruce Medal of the Royal Society of Edinburgh.
On the outbreak of war, Glen was called up and sent to naval intelligence under Fleming. His first major appointment was to Belgrade where, apartfrom some hair-raising experiences as the Nazis bombed the city, he met his second wife, Lady Zora de Collaert, at a British Embassy party: he proposed to her that evening. When the Nazis invaded, the two made a dramatic escape. A harrowing car journey to the border was followed by a hazardous voyage along the Adriatic in freezing snow and ice. They then scrambled on to a closed army train to Marseilles where the Gestapo interviewed them for days. They were an unlikely pair: Zora, beautifully dressed and carrying a long, ivory cigarette holder, and Glen, an articulate, rather laid-back Scot.
Somehow, they got visas and reached Britain via Spain.
I’d be interested to know how the two very rich, upper-class chums obtained those visas and Escaped From The Hun.
Within a week, Glen was told to report to the Norwegian desk at naval intelligence. An operation in Spitzbergen was planned and his knowledge of the area was vital: it was strategically important in guarding convoys supplying Russia. But the expedition’s ships were bombed and Glen and his Norwegian guides had to survive on what they could find while avoiding the attention of German planes.
But the Germans never did command a supply route in the seas off Spitzbergen, and this meant ammunition and materials were able to sail from Glasgow to reinforce the base. Glen’s determination and courage also ensured the Germans never gained a foothold on the Spitzbergen land mass and the Soviet convoy system continued until the end of the war.
Glen was awarded the DSC and the Norwegian War Cross.
In 1943, he returned to the Balkans to join his friend Fitzroy Maclean in adding support to Marshall Tito and the Yugoslav freedom fighters. He was parachuted into the Dalmatian coastal area in 1944 (“the most civilised method of travel”) and linked up with the partisans in harrying the German retreat.
They eventually found the advancing Soviet army and Glen offered assistance in clearing mines on the Danube. This, the Soviets turned down, but there were many parties and Glen developed a life-long interest invodka.
I presume that Sandy Glen was not Referred to Dafydd. That is for Other People, not the likes of Glen and Lady Zora.
For his Balkan adventures, he was awarded a Bar to his DSC and the Czechoslovak War Cross. After the war, he stayed with naval intelligence and was demobbed with the rank of captain in 1959.
Glen became chief executive of Clarksons Shipping in 1960 and within a decade it was a hugely profitable organisation. It started a subsidiary concentrating on package holidays, but this collapsed in 1973 and Glen resigned.
Not only was Glen at the helm throughout the fleecing of the plebs who wanted to sit on the beach in Spain for two weeks liberally covered in Ambre Solaire, but this dreadful old git resigned as a result, so there must have been one hell of a row.
While at Clarksons, he often revisited the Clyde, watching over the ships with which his company were connected: Lady Zora launched many of them. However it was to Argyll that he went for relaxation. He often rented Sir William Lithgow’s estate for the summer and many friends remember the excellent sport, boundless hospitality and sheer joy of their visits.
Compare and contrast:
Sir Charles Evans, Everest Hero:
Customers of Sir Charles Evans’s friends:
Sir William James Lithgow, 2nd Baronet (born 10 May 1934) is Vice-Chairman of Lithgow Group. In 1952 he inherited the Scottish shipbuilding company, Lithgows, which was established by his grandfather, William Lithgow. At the time, it was the largest private shipbuilding concern in the world. Economic and political changes, especially the nationalisation of British shipbuilding in the 1970s, prevented Sir William from simply continuing the family business and he therefore led it in new directions, including engineering, salmon farming and other marine and agricultural matters. Sir William describes himself as an “industrialist and farmer”. Since 1999 his son James has been Chairman of the Lithgow Group, with Sir William as Vice-Chairman.
Sir William is the son of Sir James Lithgow, 1st Baronet, and Lady Gwendolyn Lithgow, whose family homes were Gleddoch House on the Clyde, a few miles from their shipyards at Port Glasgow and Ormsary, their country estate in Knapdale. Sir William was educated at Winchester College and is a Chartered Engineer and Fellow of the Royal Academy of Engineering. Sir William’s father died when he was eighteen and his mother acted as Chairman of the family company until 1959. In 1967 Sir William married Mary Claire Hill and they have a daughter and two sons.
In the 1960s British shipbuilding was facing serious competition from the Far East, as well as other challenges; in the late 1960s a Gov’t enquiry into the UK shipbuilding industry led to a merger between Lithgows Ltd and Scotts Shipbuilding & Engineering Co Ltd. of Greenock. This became Scott Lithgow Ltd. in 1970, but in 1977 Callaghan’s Gov’t nationalised the company under the control of the British Shipbuilders Corporation by the Aircraft and Shipbuilding Industries Act 1977.
Sir William and others involved challenged the amount of compensation they were offered and ended up taking their case to the European Court of Human Rights. The press reported his views about the wider implications of his experience, which he related to Thatch’s privatisation policies and the forthcoming expiry of the British lease on Hong Kong. Sir William was quoted in ‘The Financial Times’, 9 July 1986, as saying: ‘You can hardly expect Marxists in Peking to pay decent compensation for property rights, when the Government has pleaded that no such rights exist in Britain”.
Michael Grade’s mate Samuel Brittan worked for ‘The Financial Times’ at that time. It was in 1985 that Grade tried to have my friend sacked from the Edinburgh Fringe’s box office for refusing to do a fiddle for Samuel Brittan and get him a ticket and a hotel when everything HAD SOLD OUT MICHAEL AND SAMUEL. A bit like you two.
Samuel Brittan: Anyone at the FT will vouch for him:
Michael Grade: Samuel SHALL go to the Fringe, even if Michael has to give Samuel his own ticket!
When Sir William Lithgow finally lost his legal battle in 1986 he told ‘The Times’ that his claim had started as a “squalid argument about money” but had come to be about “fundamental property rights which are part of the basis of the free world”. Although ‘fundamental property rights’ sounds rather like a squalid arguments about money when one has as much property as Sir William. It’s not as if he’s bought his own council house, it’s being repossessed and he’s going to end up homeless.
On other occasions Sir William has expressed strong views publicly on subjects ranging from the importance of wealth creation to weaknesses in ferry services to the Scottish islands.
Meanwhile, Lithgows was diversifying. In 1980 they moved into salmon farming through their subsidiary Landcatch. Their Campbeltown boatyard producing fishing vessels closed in 1997, but they still build fishing boats at Buckie in Moray. Engineering interests include firms producing off-road vehicles and rifles. Many of the conglomerate’s interests are related to rural and coastal life, not least their land management and agricultural activities on the Ormsary estate and on the nearby Isle of Jura.
Call me Dave’s father-in-law owns an estate on Jura and Call Me Dave has tried his hand at deer stalking on Sir Reggie’s land there.
The many public bodies on which Sir William has served include some connected with shipbuilding and agriculture. He also has links with Strathclyde University which made him an honorary LLD in 1979. Previous posts have discussed some of those at Strathclyde University who hit the big time after discovering what Gwynne and Dafydd were up to, sometimes with regard to my friends and I. eg. Professors Colin MacCabe and Alexis Jay.
In 1999, Sir William passed on the Chairmanship to his son James, around the time of his 65th birthday. At the time, the press reported his belief that many of British shipbuilding’s problems in the 1960s and 1970s could be attributed to Gov’t policies stemming from the Treasury. Sir William had “seriously considered relocating to Australia”. As of 2006, he has an address in Western Australia, but Ormsary is his home as well part of his title as 2nd Baronet of Ormsary. Sir William and the Lithgow Group still have offices at Langbank.
[Sandy] Glen’s other appointments included the National Ports Council (1966-70); BEA (1964-70) and the Air Safety Council (1965-82).
The Clarksons-related air disaster of 1970 didn’t result in Sandy’s removal from the Air Safety Council then. Indeed there were quite a few air disasters while Sandy was on the Air Safety Council.
Knighted in 1967, he was made chairman of the British Tourist Authority in 1968. “I was asked,” he waspishly wrote, “to operate a four-legged animal with no head, put together by Whitehall without consultation.” It was a task made for this resourceful man. He toured the country and started a campaign to encourage tourists to visit areas out of London. In 1977, he left the BTA but retained an interest in tourism through directorships of British Transport Hotels and Gleneagles Hotels.
Sandy Glen had the whole European tourist industry in his pocket.
His wife died last year and in her death notice in The Scotsman Glen wroteof an “adored wife in peace and war, as brave as she was beautiful”. I composed an obituary for Lady Zora and after it was published the phone rang and a voice full of apologies for not writing (“it isn’t so easy now”) thanked me for “realising his wife in words”. As our conversation drew to a close, Glen said: “Any time you are passing just drop in: I can usually rustle up some soup for lunch.”
Glen could manage a bit of soup, but not a package holiday company or the British Tourist Board. Not that it held him back, the directorships kept coming and Lady Zora just looked SOO beautiful 24 hours a day even when in the hands of the enemy.
This ‘Boys Own’ version of Alexander Glen’s life was written by Alasdair Steven who has died a hero’s death himself now. Alasdair received the following tribute, published in ‘The Scotsman’:
Alasdair Steven, bibliophile
Born: 25 July, 1915, near Blairgowrie. Died: 13 September, 2003, in Auchterarder, aged 88.
ALASDAIR Steven was raised and educated in Dundee, where he developed a love of books that was to stay with him all his life; much of his boyhood was spent in the public library at Sinderins. After leaving school, he became a telegram boy in 1930, and progressed to sorting mail. His early interest in Fabian Socialism led him to join the Peace Pledge Union, and he became its Scottish secretary in the late 1930s. Soon afterwards, he claimed he was arrested in for disturbing the peace by brawling with a fellow official over a point of principle.
In 1938, he moved to Bristol, married Agnes, and became a clerical officer in the county courts. His spare time was spent bicycling around Wiltshire and Dorset, exploring Thomas Hardy country – Hardy’s writings were one of his innumerable passions.
When war was declared in 1939, Alasdair, a conscientious objector, faced a tribunal which gave him conditional exemption. For the next five years, he worked on the land, latterly at Broughty Ferry, during which time he and his family lived as part of a like-minded community in a large house in the west end of Dundee.
In 1945, the family moved to Edinburgh, and Alasdair’s love of books and his growing collection led him towards bookselling. Without capital, he loaded his bicycle with as many volumes as it could carry and peddled them to farmhouses and cottages all over the Highlands and rural Scotland, sleeping wherever he could find a bed. His courtesy and transparent kindness meant it was more often in a customer’s house than in a barn or youth hostel.
He told of being blizzard-bound overnight at the top of the Moneiga Pass, east of Spittal of Glenshee, as he wheeled his way with two punctures towards Braemar. On another occasion, he knocked on the door of a likely cottage in the Borders and had his first meeting with a “nice lad” called Chris Grieve, who had already metamorphosed into Hugh MacDiarmid.
Ioan Bowen Rees, the Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council when Lucille was Director of Social Services and the Gang had a party in the Council’s children’s homes, was of Hugh MacDiarmid’s circle. See post ‘Events, Dear Boy, Events’. Ioan was a keen mountaineer, like Sir Charles, Jim Perrin and Huw Thomas who was Chief Exec of Gwynedd Health Authority, 1983-96. Not only is Huw’s name all over my documents, but look at what happened when Huw was Chief Exec and who were given jobs in Gwynedd Health Authority.
‘In a distinguished career in NHS management, he also worked in Kenya, running the hospitals in Kisumu on Lake Victoria, and in Zambia. For four years from 1999 he worked with the Aga Khan Foundation in Tajikistan, helping to sort out a huge Soviet-era hospital in Khorog, on the Afghan border. While there he became aware that many baby girls in the region suffered from a congenital hip problem that could be easily rectified if treated correctly. He personally set up and financed a health initiative to provide treatment. When his time in Khorog came to an end, he was presented at a ceremony with full traditional Tajik costume and a carpet with his face woven into it. The local headman said that he “would be remembered for a hundred years”.
Huw loved mountains. He gloried in the scenery of the Pamirs in Tajikistan. There was also a special place in his heart for Snowdonia, where for 25 years he served with the Ogwen valley mountain rescue team, making forays into the mountains or controlling the rescue missions from the radio hut at the head of the valley.
Dafydd and Gwynne’s Gang had a number of members in the Ogwen Valley Mountain Rescue Team, including Dr Tony Jones, the marine geologist from UCNW/Bangor University, who in Jan 1993 starred on ‘This Is Your Life’ with Michael Aspel, the Gang being in need of PR at the time. See previous posts.
Huw was born in Gorseinon, south Wales, the son of William, who worked in a bank, and his wife Mary (nee Hatton), who ran a corner shop. His father had mental health issues and Huw was brought up by his mother and grandmother in Warminster, Wiltshire; his parents later divorced. He went to Lord Weymouth’s grammar school in Warminster, studied history at Birmingham University and then gained a diploma in social administration from Manchester, before working in hospitals in Plymouth, Cardiff, Swansea and Bangor.
He had his eccentricities. He loved music hall and together with his pals Bernard and Julia (a belly dancer) he created a tribute act to the 1940s entertainers Wilson, Keppel and Betty. Performing in Egyptian costume, Huw and friends appeared in local theatres and for charity events. For many years Huw was a leading light with the Llanfairfechan community players, portraying five contrasting roles in a production of Under Milk Wood in 2015.
Llanfairfechan is a village where many members of the Gang were/are to be found living. It is because Bryn-y-Neuadd, the former long-stay hospital for those with learning disabilities was there and as with Denbigh, most of the inhabitants worked there. Bryn-y-Neuadd was seriously grim, most families did anything possible to avoid their children being placed there. I have been told that those buggered by Gwynne’s lobotomies also ended up there. The ‘service’ at Bryn-y-Neuadd was run by Dafydd’s pal Cledwyn Williams, who so impressed those in authority that Cledwyn was then appointed Director of Social Services (I think for Conwy) and made responsible for the All-Wales Learning Disability Strategy. Cledwyn is now a Trustee of Dafydd’s charidee CAIS.
Bryn-y-Neuadd employed Dafydd’s friend Ann Craft, who supported the Empowered Service Users within to explore their sexuality and encouraged them in their sexual relationships. They have Needs as well you know, as Dafydd was always happy to explain. Ann’s Pioneering Work In Disability Rights bagged her a senior post at Nottingham University. See post ‘Vested Interests Or Common Pool?’ Ann’s Craft’s husband Dr Michael Craft conducted community research with Dafydd, into incest no less. See post ‘The Old Devils’.
I tell you, people in the NHS in north Wales are beyond embarrassment or shame, they just don’t do it.
Bryn-y-Neuadd is now a medium secure psych unit, housing some of those put away by Gwynne and Dafydd in the 1980s.
An idealist, [Huw Thomas] fought for local health issues, cleared footpaths, collected rubbish on beaches, stocked the local food bank and supported the local credit union. He was an avid Guardian reader. He is survived by his partner, Mari Gruffydd, his daughters, Emma and Lucy, from his marriage to Ann Doidge, which ended in divorce, his stepdaughter, Nicola, five grandchildren and by me [Tim Thomas, Huw’s brother].
[Alasdair’s Steven’s] business grew. He began contributing to The Scotsman and Edinburgh Evening News; he graduated to a car and, in 1960, moved his stock and long-suffering family to Blairgowrie; he began issuing lists offering for sale antiquarian and historical books from “Speir Book Services”.
Ousted by his stock in 1973, his wife and daughter settled in Edinburgh. Alasdair moved to the remaining wing of Old Ballechin, in Strathtay, which the Society of Physical Research declared in 1890 to be the most haunted house in Scotland, and Agnes made regular trips to Perthshire carrying his meals for the week packed in individual plastic tubs. From Ballechin, which rapidly became so stuffed that its capacious rooms became small grottoes connected by narrow passages amid piles of books, he sent out the rest of his 75 Scottish and general lists, and entertained visitors who came to buy and listen to his “hoots”, delivered with immense humour from his desk by a large window that looked out across the Tay to Castle Dow on the opposite hillside. With his encyclopaedic knowledge of the works of every Scots writer up to 1970, one subject rapidly led to another and the listener was soon led into increasingly obscure corners of literature or local history, particularly that of Perthshire and Galloway. At intervals, he would dart from his desk to find a particular volume and, amid his scores of thousands, he would invariably home in on the precise cubic foot where it was located. The lists became increasingly spasmodic as his pursued his own interests. In the early 1970s he and John McEwan compiled the pioneering The Acreocracy of Perthshire, subtitled ‘Who owns our land?’ and published by the Perth and Kinross Fabian Society.
Answer: Sir Charles Evans’s friends.
The flavour of the work can judged by Alasdair’s words: “Paul wrote to the Corinthians, ‘The earth is the Lord’s and the fullness thereof’.
Whatever extremes modern Biblical exegesis may have gone to, even the most liberal-minded could not transform this into, ‘The Earth is the Laird’s, though the fullness thereof has not passed by their pockets’.”
He began to re-publish books that he considered of value, for example In Famed Breadalbane by William Gillies and works by RB Cunninghame Graham – another of his passions, along with Effie Gray, hill walking, Leslie Howard, words, Guy de Maupassant, James Kelloway, the Gowrie Conspiracy and red geraniums.
When he was nearly 80, he became the weekly presenter and main contributor to a programme on Heartland FM which was sustained for several years by his knowledge and enthusiasm. He was immensely pleased with his own execrable title for it – Late Bookings. He wrote regular articles on the origin of surnames for the Scots Magazine until he was 85, and the day before his death he was discussing a meeting of MacDiarmid’s literary circle in the Abbotsford in Rose Street, Edinburgh.
Meet Ioan; wherever he ran a local authority, there was a sex abuse gang:
He is survived by his wife, his son, Richard, his daughter, Yla, and his grandchildren and great-grandchildren.
Lady Zora received a tribute in ‘The Scotsman’ when she died in 2003:
Aristocrat and wife of Sir Alexander Glen
Born: 1913, in Dubrovnik: Died: 21 May, 2003, in Worcestershire, aged 90
SHE was tall, witty, elegant and one of the beauties of her age. Her full title was Baroness Zora Cartuyvels de Collaert, having been born into a distinguished diplomatic and artistic family in the old Yugoslavia. She and Sir Alexander Glen met during the war and had a hair-raising escape from the Nazi occupation of a country they both loved. They were to remain together for 63 years and she played a supportive and enthusiastic role when, as chairman of the shipbrokers H Clarkson & Co, Sir Alexander commissioned many boats to be built on the Clyde. Their mutual love of Scotland was far-reaching and, as well as many visits on business, the couple regularly rented a house in Argyll, where they proved the most excellent and generous hosts.
They first met at a British Embassy dance in Belgrade in 1940. Sir Alexander was serving in the legation and recalls in his book The Danube: A River Not Quite Too Far how he spotted this “tall, Slavonic lady with Byzantine good looks: she looked the product of a Paris salon”. A year later their relationship was interrupted by the arrival of the Germans, and the British legation was badly bombed. The two gathered their belongings together and emerged from the blazing building only to be met by the Egyptian ambassador who, with a wonderful dose of old-world politesse, took Zora’s hand, kissed it amid the turmoil and said: “Chre baroness, my humble regards to your charming mother.”
Zora, with complete calm, thanked him and dashed with Glen to a car.
They faced a harrowing journey out of Yugoslavia, with German planes bombing the roads and bridges. They then had a bumpy and slow – not to say hugely uncomfortable – journey in a closed army train through Albania to Italy. It was an anxious and chaotic time. When they arrived at Marseilles, Zora was approached by a Gestapo officer who suggested she stayed in France. “I think,” she replied, puffing on a cigarette through a long ivory holder, “I’ll go to Britain. I know people there.”
If she had stepped outside, she would have been arrested as an alien.
Glen returned to Yugoslavia to fight with Fitzroy McLean on the side of Marshall Josip Broz Tito and the freedom fighters.
Not everyone had a high opinion of Tito:
Norah Beloff was the sister of Ioan’s friend Lord Max Beloff. See post ‘The International Language Of Screaming’. Norah is the aunt of Cherie and Miranda’s colleague and friend Michael Beloff QC (see previous posts) who was the lawyer who suppressed the Jillings Report in 1996. See eg. ‘It’s A Piece Of Cake…’
Zora remained in London, where they were married in 1947.
While her husband enjoyed a very successful career with Clarkson’s, Lady Zora was a popular figure in the company, and the many others with which he was associated, such as British Transport Hotels, the Tote and British European Airways. He was a trustee of the Victoria and Albert Museum, and Sir Roy Strong, the V&A’s director, singled out the Glens in his autobiography as “my beloved and best of all chairmen”.
Sir Roy Strong: says it all really. See previous posts…
Sir Alexander had been educated at Fettes and he and Lady Zora became firm friends and supporters of the school.
Her enthusiasm and devotion to helping her husband fulfil such public posts was invaluable. Her zest for life and for people was unquenchable, and went far beyond acting as the chairman’s wife at social functions.
Iain Harrison was a trainee with Clarkson’s and remembers Lady Zora “as without doubt the most elegant woman I ever saw in my life. She had poise, wit and wisdom, and was a magnificent linguist”. He recalls that she always attended the Clyde launches of ships with which Clarkson’s was connected, and she was “considered a sort of godmother” to all of them.
Iain Harrison is now dead. died in Jan 2018. His obituary ‘The Times’ in Jan 2018 described him as a’ Ship owner and patron of the arts who was an astute risk-taker and whose goodwill was infectious’…
Clydeside was of course the site of serious industrial unrest and collapse. Previous posts have discussed some of the Red Clydesiders who were, like the people they loathed such as the Lithgows, Of Dafydd’s network. eg. politicians such as Norman and Janey Buchan, as well as Top Docs such as Sam Galbraith. Clydeside had quite a tradition of Top Docs who became involved in socialist politics when young yet joined the troughing, lying and cheating classes when they embarked upon their careers. Dafydd’s mate Jerry Morris who worked with Crossman’s Swingers as the LSE was one such man and of course R.D. Laing grew up in Glasgow and studied at Glasgow University. See eg. ‘The Joys Of Propaganda’.
Although they both loved to travel, the Glens were perhaps happiest in Scotland, where they rented a summer house on Sir William Lithgow’s estate in Argyll and had a constant stream of guests. All were given the special hostess treatment from Zora, and many of the shooting and fishing stories at the day’s end became legendary. “The Glens themselves may not have been the greatest of shots,” one guest recalled with affection. “But they knew how to look after a house party.”
Nothing typifies the glorious, gentle nature of Lady Zora more than the enchanting announcement of her death which Sir Alexander put in The Scotsman. It described her as his “adored wife, in peace and war as brave as she was beautiful”.
Lady Zora is survived by her husband.
Sandy Glen and Lady Zora ended up living in Worcestershire. Dafydd and Gwynne’s people trafficking accomplice Peter Walker, who was the Man With The Money as well as Thatch’s Cabinet Minister, who provided such assistance to Gwynne and Dafydd as long ago as the early 1960s, was the Tory MP for Worcestershire. George Ward, another member of Gwynne and Dafydd’s circle from their Profumo days preceded Walker as Tory MP for Worcestershire. See eg. ‘A Holy Fool Among A Feast Of Fools’ and ‘Shurely Shome Mishtake’.
Sandy Glen’s son Adrian, by his first wife Nina, whom Sandy dumped when he ran off with Lady Zora for his Barbara Cartlandesque future, died in his mid-40s, years before his father, in 1983. 1983 was the year of Paedophiles’ Panic as a result of the fall-out from Mary Wynch and I am sure a death at UCNW as a result of Gwynne – Bluglass rewrote the Mental Health Act – Nice Young Doctors arrived in north Wales, including Sadie and Tony Francis – George Thomas became a Viscount – Gang began targeting me – Brown threatened with murder – undercover officers arrived in our vicinity and indeed in our house – readers will get the picture by now. See previous posts.
And Adrian Glen died.
I can find no information about Adrian’s death and very little about his life, except that on 4th Sept 1965 his engagement was announced in ‘The Times’ and the lucky lady was subsequently featured in ‘Country Life’.
MR. A. M. DE C. GLEN AND Miss A. HOWARD
The engagement is announced between Adrian Martin de Courcy, son of Mr. A. R. Glen, of 46 Wilton Crescent, London, S.W.1, and of Mrs. Peter Boughey, of Heath End, Ascot. Berkshire, and Amanda, elder daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Stafford V. S. Howard, of Greystoke Castle, Penrith, Cumberland, and Woodend, South Ascot, Berkshire.
Published in Country Life on 6 January 1966
Miss Amanda Howard, elder daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Stafford Howard, of Greystoke Castle, Cumberland, and of Woodend, Ascot, Berkshire, is to be married to Mr. Adrian Glen, only son of Mr. Alexander Glen, of 46 Wilton Crescent, SW1, and of Mrs. Peter Boughey, of the Stable House, Puddington, Cheshire, at the Guards Chapel on July 20.
Amanda Howard came from a rather grand family with an estate in Cumbria, Greystoke Castle and an impressive house (which no longer exists) near Ascot. Amanda’s family will have known whatever it was that Hector MacKenzie and COHSE knew about Willie Whitelaw’s activities in Cumbria.
Greystoke Castle is near Penrith, Willie Whitelaw Central and was inherited by Captain Stafford Howard in 1950. Stafford restored the property. It is now managed by his Stafford’s son, Neville, but owned by Lord Shahram Lee Namin.
The Namin family has not yet opened Greystoke to the public, but is used as a venue for corporate hospitality, outdoor management training and is licensed for civil weddings.
One wedding however, did not happen.The marriage between Adrian Glen and Amanda didn’t go ahead and on 4 Feb 1967, Amanda Arianwen Cecilia Howard married Michael Noel Cottrell. I have no idea what happened but I suspect that it involved much distress and subsequent bad feeling.
Amanda’s dad Captain Stafford Vaughan Stepney Howard, (3 September 1915-1991), changed his surname from Howard-Stepney to Howard by deed poll in August 1950, on inheriting the family estate in Cumbria. Stafford Howard stood for Parliament as the Liberal candidate in south Gloucestershire in 1950. The seat was retained by the sitting Labour MP, Anthony Crosland. Stafford stood again for the Liberals in 1951 for Penrith and the Border but was beaten by the Tory candidate, Sir Robert Donald Scott. Scott stood down in 1955 and old Willie Whitelaw got his feet under the table, where they remained for a very long time.
Sir Robert Scott first entered the Commons as MP for Wansbeck in 1940, but in 1945 he lost his seat to Labour’s Alf Robens, Alf Robens was the Chairman of the NCB – he was appointed by Harold Macmillan – who took the hit for the Aberfan Disaster. It was very much a public display, because the south Wales Labour Party could have been in very deep trouble there. Local Labour Councillors and MPs knew that the tip at Aberfan was dangerous but no-one raised concerns because they feared the effect on local employment if the pit was closed. Previous posts have discussed how everything about Aberfan was stage-managed by Wilson’s aides, the same people who were facilitating Dafydd and Gwynne and the Gang. The same Welsh Office Ministers were involved, including the Windbags’ mate Lord Cledwyn and of course George Thomas, the same lawyers and the same civil servants. I have been told that they were still hanging around pulling the strings when I did battle with the Gang in the 1980s and 90s. No-one lost their jobs or were prosecuted over Aberfan and the compensation paid to the families was insulting, as were the hoops that they had to jump through to claim it. George Thomas famously raided the disaster fund to pay for the flattening of the tips because the NCB and Gov’t wouldn’t stump up. Lord Robens became a hate figure but he didn’t suffer the sort of damage that would have concerned him.
In 1969, Robens was selected by Babs Castle to Chair a committee on workplace health and safety, which led to the 1972 Robens Report which controversially championed the idea of self-regulation by employers.
Robens had become a Director of the Bank of England in 1966 and a Director of Times Newspapers in 1967. He was Chairman of Vickers 1971-79, opposing the Labour plans for nationalisation that led to the Aircraft and Shipbuilding Industries Act 1977. Robens was Chairman of Johnson Matthey 1971-83 and a Director of Trust House Forte and several other companies.
Robens was the first Chancellor of Surrey University and his other public appointments included:
Chairman of the Foundation on Automation and Employment (1962);
Chairman of the Engineering Industries Council (1976–80);
Member of the Royal Commission on trade unions and employers’ associations (1965–68);
Chairman of the Court of Governors of the LSE, 1965, the domain of Richard Crossman’s friends and of course Uncle Harry’s brother-in-law’s employer;
Chairman of the Board of Governors of Guy’s Hospital, 1965–74, the employer of Uncle Harry, Sister Hutt’s father and many more if Dafydd and Gwynne’s network.
By 1979 Robens had become aligned with the Conservative Party.
In 1950 Donald Scott was returned to Parliament for the new constituency of Penrith and The Border.
Stafford Howard served as a Parish and County Councillor, Chairman of Penrith and Border Liberal Party, Chairman of the Ullswater Outward Bound Trust, served on the Lake District Planning Board and the Ullswater Preservation Society and was High Sheriff of Cumbria in 1979.
Stafford Howard married, firstly, Ursula Priscilla Marie Gabrielle, daughter of Colonel Sir James Nockells Horlick, 4th Bt. (they divorced in 1940), and secondly, Mary Gracia (1913-2004), daughter of George Wilder Neville, of Portsmouth, Virginia and New York City, on 24 October 1940. Gracia became a Trustee of the Shrewsbury Hospital (not a hospital, but almshouses and a chapel) in Sheffield in 1965. By his first wife, Howard had a son, Nicholas Stafford Howard (20 Jul 1937-17 Feb 2008), of Johnby Hall, Penrith and by his second wife he had two daughters and a further son, Lt Col. Murray Bernard Neville Cyprian Howard, who inherited Greystoke Castle and now does the weddings there.
Nicholas Stafford Howard (July 1937-Feb 2008) attended Sunningdale School and Eton. Sunningdale is a prep school with many famous old pupils, including Gerald Cavendish Grosvenor the 6th Duke of Westminster, Fredrick Hervey 8th Marquess of Bristol, Douglas Hurd’s son Nick, Prince Michael of Kent, Lord Frederick Windsor, Humprey Lytellton, Ferdinand Mount and Hugh van Cutsem. See previous posts for more names.
In his year of national service, Nicholas Stafford Howard trained as a Russian language specialist. He then read mathematics at Magdalen College, Oxford. Nicholas worked at GCHQ, rising to be the head of his division, which specialised in cryptanalysis, the mathematical science of codebreaking. In the early stages of his career he spent a year at Churchill College, Cambridge and three years at the British Embassy in Washington. He and his wife Bethan lived in and renovated Johnby Hall, near Greystoke, Cumbria, which he had inherited from his father.
PAEDOPHILES IN DISTRESS, PAEDOPHILES IN DISTRESS, COMPLAINT ABOUT GWYNNE, ASSISTANCE NEEDED.
Stafford Howard was the younger son of Sir Edward Stafford Howard. A member of the influential Howard family headed by the Duke of Norfolk, Sir Edward was the second son of Henry Howard, son of Lord Henry Howard-Molyneux-Howard and nephew of Bernard Howard, 12th Duke of Norfolk. Sir Edward was the younger brother of Henry Howard and the elder brother of Lord Howard of Penrith. Sir Edward was educated at Harrow and Trinity College, Cambridge. He was called to the bar at Inner Temple. Mr Thrope and the Havers clan who concealed the Westminster Paedophile Ring were members of Inner Temple. See previous posts. Sir Edward Howard entered Parliament as one of two representatives for Cumberland East in 1876, a seat he held until 1885 when the constituency was abolished under the Redistribution of Seats Act 1885. In 1885 Sir Edward was elected as MP for Thornbury until he was defeated at the 1886 election. He served briefly as Under-Secretary of State for India, April to July 1886, in William Ewart Gladstone‘s short-lived third administration. North East Wales was fortress William Ewart Gladstone for a long while and even those dominating public life in north Wales in more recent years often have forebears who were colleagues of or who knew William Gladstone well.
Sir Edward Howard was later Senior Commissioner of HM’s Woods and Forests. He served as Mayor of the town of Llanelly (in Monmouthshire, near the Brecon Beacons) 1913-16. Sir Edward was an Ecclesiastical Commissioner from 1914 to his death, a JP and a Deputy Lieutenant of Gloucestershire.
Sir Edward Howard married firstly Lady Rachel Anne Georgina, daughter of John Campbell, 2nd Earl Cawdor She died in 1906, leaving one son, Sir Algar Howard, an officer at arms at the College of Arms in London and two daughters, Ruth and Alianore.
Sir Edward married secondly, in 1911, Catharine Meriel, only child of Sir Emile Algernon Arthur K. Cowell-Stepney, 11th/2nd and last Baronet. After Sir Edward Howard’s death in 1916, Lady Howard served the remainder of his term as Mayor of Llanelly. She was a JP from 1920; a Carmarthenshire County Councillor. Lady Howard lived at Llanelly and at Woodend, South Ascot. She was a member of the Ladies’ Hyde Park and Bath clubs. Lady Howard was granted authority, by royal licence, to take additional surname of Stepney in 1922. She died on 8 June 1952.
Stafford Howard’s sister – Sir Edward’s daughter by his second wife, Catharine Meriel ‘Alcyone’ Cowell-Stepney – was Margaret Catherine aka Marged Stepney Howard Stepney (1913-53), of Llanelly and Hampstead Lane, London. Margaret/Marged married Patrick Wyndham Murray-Threipland (1904-1957), only son of Colonel William Murray Threipland, had one son and divorced in 1938. In later life Marged was a friend and patron of Dylan Thomas.
And death shall have no dominion. This lot pegged out years ago as did Gwynne, but their legacy remains. Those Who Remember Shall Not Pass.
With regard to Geordie Greig’s dad’s junior officer colleague Hector Laing, who was in Geordie’s dad’s battalion. I am intrigued by the United Biscuits connection. UCNW was not a college that attracted much to boast about in terms of the ‘Milk Round’ in the 1980s, ie. the big businesses that routinely dropped in at universities to recruit graduate staff. I never batted an eyelid at this absence when I was an undergrad because nearly all of my friends wanted to do PhDs anyway and we couldn’t imagine anything worse than working in a junior capacity in a banal company. However, I do remember United Biscuits arriving at UCNW in the spring of 1984, it was about the only business that did. I just thought ‘My God what a future, United bloody Biscuits, how could anyone ever get enthusiastic about working for United Biscuits?’ and I even joked about it to D.G.E. Wood, who hadn’t yet got nasty. Now I know how troubled an institution UCNW was – and known to be troubled as well, in addition to being ‘Welsh’ and dominated by the biological sciences – I’m intrigued that United Biscuits turned up at Bangor to recruit staff.
So who was Hector, the Boss of United Biscuits who wanted UCNW graduates to work for him? Hector Laing, Baron Laing of Dunphail (12 May 1923-21 June 2010) was educated at the Loretto School and Jesus College, Cambridge. Laing served as a tank commander in the Scots Guards, 1942-47. After this, Hector Laing followed his father, and grandfather Alexander Grant – who invented the digestive biscuit – into the McVitie & Price biscuit business and in 1947 became a Director. The company merged to form United Biscuits, and Laing became MD in 1964 and served as Chairman, 1972-90.
From 1973 to 1991, Laing was Director of the Bank of England. He was Director of the Exxon Corporation , a multinational oil and gas company, 1984-94.
Laing married Marian Clare, daughter of John Emilius Laurie in 1950; they had three sons. Reverend Sir John Robert Laurie Emilius Bayley, 3rd Baronet (16 May 1823-4 December 1917), later Reverend Sir John Laurie, was an English clergyman and amateur cricketer. He was generally known by his middle-name Emilius and changed his surname to Laurie in 1887.
Hector Laing was knighted in 1978 and was created a Conservative life peer as Baron Laing of Dunphail on 8 February 1991. Readers might remember that Feb 1991 was the month in which I was forced out of my job at St George’s and ended up in Springfield Hospital, where, unbeknown to me, staff at Springfield were not only facilitating the Westminster Paedophile Ring but were directly in touch with Dafydd, Tony Francis and Lucille Hughes, gathering information about my ‘dangerousness’, although Dr Robin Jacobson at Springfield was kind enough to write a letter to St Helena Kennedy’s pal Prof Nigel Eastman that Dafydd had told Jacobson that I was ‘attractive and seductive’, that Dafydd was sexually exploiting patients and that Jacobson thought that Tony Francis might be as well. Nigel’s subsequent advice to me was to go back to north Wales because Dafydd was my doctor and he knew me no less. Even though, as well as telling Jacobson that I was attractive and seductive and that he and Francis ‘had a soft spot’ for me, Dafydd had also told Jacobson that I had ‘broken into’ Dafydd’s office and behaved in such a way that Dafydd had ‘believed that he would be killed there and then’. I have no recollection of any such incident, but never mind. See previous posts eg. ‘Some Very Eminent Psychiatrists From London…’
In Feb 1991, as all the action kicked off in London, two of my friends who knew what had happened to me at the hands of Dafydd and the Gang were forced out of their jobs as well and Lilibet gave Peter Morrison a knighthood. A few more of the Gang’s associates bagged honours and promotions in 1991, some of them in February as well.
Hector Laing was also a Fellow of the Royal Society of Edinburgh.
Laing received an Honorary Doctorate from Heriot-Watt University in 1986. The year that my friend Anne Vernon, a PhD student at UCNW, was killed, the year that Gwynne died, the year that Ollie Brooke was jailed and the year that I went to begin my MSc at Hammersmith Hospital – after D.G.E. Wood yelled at me (two or three weeks after Anne died) to leave north Wales, forget about everything that had happened there and make a new life for myself a long way from Bangor. A few months later, in Dec 1986, three days before Ollie was jailed, Dafydd had me unlawfully arrested and imprisoned in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh. See post ‘Hey, Hey, DAJ, How Many Kids Did you Kill Today?’. They should have made their minds up as to whether they wanted me in north Wales or not.
Lord Laing died on 21 June 2010 after a short illness.
The Torygraph published an obituary for Lord Laing on 27 June 2010:
Lord Laing of Dunphail, who died on June 21 aged 87, was chairman and life president of United Biscuits, and treasurer of the Conservative Party.
Hector Laing was a charismatic and mercurial business leader who ran the United Biscuits conglomerate in the paternalistic style of the family company it had been for two generations before him. As chairman from 1972 to 1990, he presided over a period of relentless expansion which gave him a 50 per cent share of the British biscuit market as well as a portfolio of other food products ranging from salted peanuts to frozen prawns.
Laing could be a flamboyant competitor: offered a rival company’s cheese biscuits at a City lunch, he left the table and threw them out of the window. But he was also a caring employer, who took the trouble to talk to as many as possible of his 46,000 workforce in annual factory-floor meetings and — despite inevitable redundancies as consumer tastes changed and foreign competition arrived — offered loyal staff an unusual degree of job security: 10 years’ service with United Biscuits virtually guaranteed a job for life.
Which suggests that a similar loyalty and longstanding association with UNCW could well have existed.
He disapproved of many of the corporate trends of the 1980s, including what he saw as the unpatriotic willingness of institutional shareholders to accept offers from hostile foreign bidders for British companies. His own takeovers were generally amicable, and he was never an asset stripper — so it was particularly galling for him to be defeated by Lord Hanson, arch-exponent of that technique, in a 1986 bid battle for Imperial, the brewing and tobacco group, from which Hanson reaped giant profits.
I haven’t had time to research Lord Hanson yet, but it really wouldn’t surprise me if Dafydd and Gwynne were at the root of him beating Hector in the take-over bid for Imperial… Gwynne died in 1986 and he seems to have been at the bottom of a great many things.
Laing was also wary of banks that were prepared to intervene on the bidder’s side against companies that had formerly been their clients — a facet of the influence of American investment banks in the post-Big Bang City. He made a point of seeking assurances from Royal Bank of Scotland, which had lent his grandfather the money to acquire the family’s stake in United Biscuits’ predecessor, that it would never act against him.
Laing’s wider belief in what came to be known as corporate social responsibility was expressed through his chairmanship from 1987 to 1991 of Business in the Community, and in his role as co-founder in 1986 of the Per Cent Club, which encouraged public companies to give one per cent of their profits to good causes.
If he was out of tune with the mood of the 1980s in his business philosophy, he was nevertheless an ardent industrial moderniser. He once said that his biggest mistake was to have focused too much on marketing and acquisitions in the middle years of his chairmanship, and not enough on the efficiency of his factories. Though he could be maddening to work for, he generated enormous loyalty and admiration: his own chief executive once described him, in a carefully chosen phrase, as “the sort of man people would die for 90 per cent of the time”.
Hector Laing was born in Edinburgh on May 12 1923. He was a grandson of Alexander Grant, inventor of that staple of the British elevenses, the digestive biscuit. As a young baker from Forres in Morayshire, Grant had had the temerity to present himself at the bakery of Robert McVitie in Queensferry Street, Edinburgh, in 1887 and ask for a job. Told that there were no vacancies, he picked up a scone, examined it closely, and announced: “Ye canna mak’ scones in Edinburgh.” McVitie relented and took him on.
In 1910 Grant succeeded as managing director of what had grown, as McVitie & Price, to be a national manufacturer. Rich Tea biscuits were produced to satisfy refined English tastes — the Scots liked a coarser bite —while Grant himself guarded the secret recipe for the hugely popular digestive. In 1922 Grant’s daughter Margaret married Hector Laing senior who, having been taken into the business, was made to work a shift on the morning of his wedding.
Their son Hector — a page at the 1937 Coronation — recalled being allowed as a small boy to cut out oatcakes at the factory before he went to school.
It’s another toady to the Royals.
He was educated at Loretto, but having been a rebellious pupil he surprised himself by doing well enough to win a place at Cambridge. By his own account, he was so surprised that he uttered the word “Jesus”, to which his headmaster replied that Jesus College would indeed be very suitable for him.
He spent a year there studying Agriculture before war service intervened. He was commissioned in the Scots Guards, joining the armoured 3rd Battalion, whose subalterns included Robert Runcie, later Archbishop of Canterbury, the future Home Secretary William Whitelaw and a roll-call of pillars-to-be of the Scottish establishment. Laing’s tank squadron landed in Normandy and fought all the way across north-west Europe: he was mentioned in despatches, awarded the US Bronze Star and promoted to captain.
Demobilised in 1947, Laing returned to become a director of McVitie & Price, which shortly merged with Macfarlane Lang to form the foundation of United Biscuits. He gained experience in several factories and, although never one to engage closely with technical detail, developed an expertise in automated production during a long spell as manager of the group’s giant plant at Harlesden in west London.
He became managing director in 1964, and was a driving force in United Biscuits’ continuing expansion. Other Scottish bakeries, including William Crawford of Tartan shortbread fame, joined in the early 1960s. New members of the group in the 1970s included Keebler, an American manufacturer of “cookies and crackers” almost as big as United Biscuits itself; Carr’s of Carlisle, inventors of the water biscuit; and the chocolate maker Terry’s of York.
The Wimpy and Pizzaland fast-food outlets proved less successful additions, and were eventually sold again. The acquisition in 1988 of the frozen seafoods group Ross Young was also seen as a diversification too far, and in the last years of Laing’s reign the need for rationalisation was pressing. But his enthusiasm for new markets was undimmed. One of hislast gambits was a joint venture in China, and in an interview shortly before his retirement he said that the sound of a billion Chinese mouths munching digestives would allow him to die happy.
Laing was also a long-serving member of the Court of the Bank of England, where he had a reputation for rarely reading the board papers before meetings. He was a director of Allied Lyons and of Exxon, the US oil company; chairman of the Food & Drink Industries Council; and president of the European Catering Association. He was knighted in 1978.
At the request of Robert Runcie, he was chairman from 1983 to 1997 of the Lambeth Fund, which supports the Archbishop of Canterbury’s office and ministry. Loyalty to other wartime comrades extended to finding jobs for several of his tank crew (one of them was his company driver), giving them shares in United Biscuits — and in some cases even paying their poll tax, a levy which he regarded as unfair despite his high regard for Margaret Thatcher.
It is now acknowledged that Runcie concealed organised abuse in the Anglican Church. Runcie could not have missed what was happening in north Wales and Chester.
His distaste for the harsher manifestations of Thatcherism did not impede a warm personal friendship with the prime minister which extended to the offer of his private plane to help find her son Mark when he went missing in the Sahara during a car rally. The Thatchers also occasionally holidayed at Dunphail, the Morayshire estate that Laing had inherited from his grandfather. United Biscuits became a major donor to Tory coffers, and in 1988 Laing became party treasurer, a role he fulfilled until 1993.
Now I understand why Hector bagged a peerage in Feb 1991. I note that Hector had studied agriculture and inherited an estate in Scotland. He’ll have had contacts in the farming/landowning community, some of whom were very influential in the Dept of Agriculture at UCNW. The Agri Dept was one of the Depts with the strongest association with the Gang. Professor Richard Howarth of the Agri Dept bagged a job as an adviser to Thatch on the back of it, in spite of that Dept being a joke and prevailing over a steady stream of students who changed courses because the Agri Dept really was just so bad. Mary Wynch worked as a secretary in the Agri Dept when the Gang went after her… Carlo’s mate Gerald the 6th Duke of Westminster will have been involved as well, taking a keen interest in farm/estate management and occupying roles as patron or president in many farming/rural organisations. See previous posts.
Though created a life peer in 1991, Laing was happy to leave policy debate to professional politicians. But in May 2004 he was one of five Tory peers who signed a letter urging Conservatives to vote for Ukip in the imminent European election. The other four were immediately expelled by the then party leader, Michael Howard, but Laing announced that “on reflection” he should not have signed, and was allowed to keep the Tory whip.
Laing held a pilot’s licence and created an aviation subsidiary of United Biscuits, based at Denham airfield near his home at Gerrards Cross in Buckinghamshire. His managers were encouraged to use company aircraft for factory visits, at the risk of being stranded if the pilot had to divert to pick up a member of the chairman’s family; a more hair-raising option was to be flown by the chairman himself. In later years he devoted himself to the less dangerous pastime of tending his splendid gardens at Gerrards Cross and Dunphail.
A devout churchman, Laing declared that “I believe one has a personal relationship with God”, but he declined to intellectualise his faith: “I leavethat to the theologians.”
Hector Laing married, in 1950, Marian Laurie, daughter of Major-General Sir John Laurie, 6th Bt. They had three sons.
Clarkson plc spun off various diversified assets as Shipping Industrial Holdings in 1974. Michael Wade sat on the Board of Clarkson plc, 1984-93 and Peter Parker sat on the Board, 1971-93.
Michael John Wade, born 22 May 1954, has a particular interest in South Asian affairs as he is of Parsi Zoroastrian descent. Throughout his career Wade has worked within the Lloyd’s insurance market where he has been Chairman or CEO of many firms. Michael Wade was appointed the Crown Representative for Insurance at the Cabinet office in 2013 before becoming a Senior Adviser to the Cabinet Office in 2015. Wade is a Senior Adviser to Swiss Re, Senior Non-executive Director of Neon Underwriting Ltd and Chairman of TigerRisk Capital Markets. In 2011 Wade was appointed Chairman of Besso Insurance Group in order to restructure it, which he completed by November 2012.
Before his position with Besso, Wade was the Chairman of Optex Group Ltd from 2006 before it was acquired by Besso Limited in 2011. Wade also spent several years at the non-executive Chairman Lloyd’s broker Bowood Holdings before a September 2008 trade sale.
Wade partnered with John Holman & Sons in 1980 to form Holman Wade Ltd specialising in reinsurance. It was this firm that was merged into Horace Clarkson in 1984, then floated on the London Stock Exchange in 1986 as Horace Clarkson plc.
Wade resigned from Clarksons along with Sir Peter Parker in 1993 to work on forming the CLM Insurance Fund plc, one of the first ‘corporate capital’ vehicles at Lloyd’s. During his time with CLM, Wade was CEO before merging the group with a rival firm in 1999. In 2000 he stepped down and focused on the Rostrum Group Ltd. Wade worked with Lord Hodgson in creating the investment management firm Rostrum Partnerships which invested in specialist Lloyd’s underwriting companies on behalf of major UK pension funds until 2005.
Over the course of his career, Wade also served on several committees including the Council of Lloyd’s – then the regulator of the market – and the Committee of Lloyd’s. Wade also served on the Parliamentary Liaison Committee and the Lloyd’s Taskforce chaired by Sir David Rowland. Wade was a member of the pre-2010 Election Conservative Party, the Economic Competitiveness Policy Group.
Wade focused much of his interest on pro-bono work. One of his ventures was the creation of the Lloyd’s Community Programme, of which he was Chair for five years before stepping down; it has now been running for 25 years.
Wade founded Opera Interludes in 1989; it became London Festival Opera of which Wade is honorary Chairman. In 1996 Wade founded the Trafalgar Park Trust, of which he is also honorary Chairman. This Trust was founded as a result of Wade’s interest in Trafalgar Park in Wiltshire, which was acquired by Wade in 1995 and is now a venue for the arts and cultural events. Wade continues his involvement in Trafalgar Park, supporting many local charidee events, such as Horatio’s Garden.
Horatio’s Garden featured in an earlier post on this blog. It is a medical charidee that was established by two Top Doctors when their son Horatio, an aspiring medical student, was killed in a bear attack when he was on an expedition arranged by his school, Eton. Horatio’s death was the result of spectacular mismanagement and bad planning on the part of the organisers of the expedition and was the sort of thing that should not happen when teenagers are taken on adventures. Investigations found the organisers of the expedition to have been unbelievably reckless but Eton was involved and Horatio’s grandfather was a notable explorer himself who was a big name in the expedition society which had overseen his grandson devoured by an angry bear. The result was an Inspirational Medical Charidee rather than prosecutions and dismissals. It is highly likely that Horatio’s grandfather knew Sir Charles Evans, the Principal of UCNW when Gwynne sat in the Student Health Centre.
Michael Wade is a Trustee of Salisbury Cathedral Girl Chorister’s Fund. The Salisbury Cathedral of which Ted Heath was an immediate neighbour and the Salisbury for which Sir Peter Morrison’s father Lord Margadale was the Tory MP for many years and which was still part of the Morrison family turf long after Lord Margadale had stepped down as the MP. See previous posts.
In 1997 Michael Wade married Dr Caroline Dashwood, the daughter of Sir Francis Dashwood Bt. They have a son, Alexander Francis Neville Wade, born in 1998.
Michael Wade served as Chairman of the Conservative Friends of Pakistan, May 2012-15.
Michael Wade conducted the Saint-Saens Symphony No 3 in C minor, Op 78, popularly known as the Organ Symphony, at St John Smith Square in May 2014 in support of his appeal for Moorfields Eye Hospital and the research work to develop an effective treatment for LCA4, a rare form of congenital blindness. Before Bashir al-Assad was a Murderous Dictator who Has To Be Stopped, in the late 1980s he was a Nice Young Doctor at the Western Eye Hospital in London, now managed by Imperial College Healthcare NHS Trust. The Ah the doctors they were wonderful at Moorfields Eye Hospital will have known Bashir, when he was yet another Excellent Doctor about whom no-one has ever had any concerns, How Very Dare You. See previous posts for further info on Bashir and his time in London as a Top Doc.
Sir Peter Parker (30 August 1924-28 April 2002) was most famous as the Chairman of British Rail, 1976-83. Parker was born in France but spent part of his childhood in Shanghai where his father worked for an oil company. The family were evacuated from China in 1937 and while his father went to work in Africa, his mother and the rest of the family settled in Bedford, England, where Parker attended Bedford School. Geraint Morgan QC, the bent barrister who served as the Tory MP for Denbigh, 1959-83, went to Bedford School; Morgan was four years older than Parker. After leaving school, Parker won a scholarship to study Japanese at SOAS, as one of the “Dulwich boys”, 30 sixth-formers recruited to boost the ranks of military translators.
In 1943 Peter Parker joined the Intelligence Corps of the British Army, serving first in India and Burma and later in the United States and Japan. In 1947 Parker left the Army, and after a conversation over tea with Lord Murray of Newhaven studied history at Lincoln College, Oxford, Theresa May’s husband’s alma mater. At Oxford, Parker joined the Dramatic Society, alongside contemporaries Kenneth Tynan, John Schlesinger and Lindsay Anderson, all of whom have previously featured on this blog.
Ronnie Waterhouse knew Kenneth Tynan and he may well have known Peter Parker as well because Ronnie enjoyed hanging out with thespians and spent much time in the Garrick. The film director John Schlesinger featured in a previous posts, along with his dad, Bernard Schlesinger, a Top Doc paediatrician who knew about Savile and was one of those who fuelled the Westminster Paedophile Ring, throughout it all reassuring the world that appallingly dangerous and mad Top Docs were doing a fine job and were loved by everyone.
Peter Parker met Shirley Catlin (aka Shirl of the SDP) in Oxford University’s Labour Party club and they had a relationship. Shirl stated in her autobiography, that “…by the spring of 1949 I was in love with him, and he, a little, with me…”. That was before Shirl gave her heart to Bernard who worked for the security services, then to Dr Death and then that other one whom Shirl married in later life who got her the job at Harvard. See previous posts.
Peter Parker stood unsuccessfully as the Labour candidate for Bedford in the 1951 General Election After graduation he spent two years with Philips before becoming Head of the overseas department of the Industrial Society. Parker organised a study conference on human problems in industry at the invitation of Phil the Greek, for which he was appointed a Lieutenant of the Royal Victorian Order in 1957. Parker then joined Booker McConnell, becoming a Director. Parker remained on the board of Booker until 1970, when he was appointed Chairman-designate of the newly nationalised National Ports Authority. This was scrapped following the election of Ted Heath in 1970, leaving Parker to find other directorships until his appointment in 1976 as Chairman of British Rail.
Parker was Chairman of British Rail when that organisation was famed for its awfulness, when complaints from the many disgruntled passengers just got nowhere and when it was a nationalised industry beset by problems caused by its own unionised workforce. Yet Parker was a member of the security services and still the strife continued. I have flagged up constantly on this blog how union officials who had knowledge of the Westminster Paedophile Ring held Gov’ts over a barrel and that was how they were able to wield such power over PMs and Ministers who hated them and were being brought down by them.
I always wondered where the muscle of the rail unions emanated from. The rail unions sponsored Labour MPs who were of or colluded with the Westminster Paedophile Ring, some high profile MPs were the children of railwaymen and those unions were strong in south Wales, at George Thomas HQ. There were of course complaints over many years of Thomas sexually assaulting boys on trains; Thomas’s favoured venues for making a nuisance of himself were trains, railway stations and cinemas. The complaints went nowhere, although some of them were very serious. Because Brown and I didn’t have cars until we were well into our 30s, we were using trains throughout the 1980s. I was hassled by men on trains, as were other girls/women I knew and I and my friends had a lot of encounters with aggressive passengers/staff. There was no help available and it was this sort of thing that led to people, especially women, being very wary about travelling alone or at night. That should not have been happening. There was also the spate of people who were alleged to have committed suicide by throwing themselves off trains, yet it was revealed that at least one teenager had been murdered by being thrown off a train.
During the Waterhouse Inquiry, a psych patient from Gwynedd called Daniel Montali committed suicide by jumping from a train near Bangor. Or it was assumed that Dan committed suicide. I have wondered about that, because Dan was a patient with me in Ysbyty Gwynedd back in the early 1990s and he will have been a witness to much wrongdoing, although like the rest of us he might not have realised just how much. Dan and his wife were neighbours of the predators who hijacked F’s baby and made false allegations about F…
As for Peter Parker’s Chairmanship of British Rail, I remember one Jimmy Savile starring in adverts to promote the InterCity service, with the slogan ‘This Is The Age Of The Train’. Peter Parker could never have claimed that He Didn’t Know re Savile, he worked for the security services, he did know, as did his former beau Shirl and they knew about Dafydd and Gwynne as well. The agency who ran the campaign featuring Savile was Allen, Brady & Marsh. Peter Parker was the person who chose to hire Peter Marsh and his agency. Marsh died in March 2016. The Herald Scotland published this obituary in April 2016, written by Phil Davison:
PETER Marsh, who has died aged 85, was known at the peak of the British advertising industry as Mr Showbiz. Flamboyant co-founder and chairman of the Allen Brady & Marsh ad agency (ABM), one of the top five in the UK in the early 1980s, he did not just give prospective clients punchy straplines. Donning white tails and white top hat, he often gave them, literally, a song and dance to demonstrate jingles he thought could help them sell their products.
Having started as a teenage actor in amateur theatre, he lived up to the part by driving his white Rolls Royce Silver Wraith around London’s Soho district, at the time the hub of the UK advertising industry, often, although he was not Scottish, wearing his favourite tartan suit. He insisted on being dressed in that same suit in his coffin recently as mourners tapped their feet to one of his favourite songs — Give ‘Em the Old Razzle Dazzle, from the musical Chicago.
In the 1950s Marsh had razzle dazzled his way into the life of actress Pat Phoenix although their marriage lasted only a year and Phoenix had not yet become the sex bomb of the soaps as divorcée Elsie Tanner in Coronation Street.
Some of the stars of Coronation Street had connections to the Gang in north Wales. Ken Barlow (William Roach) went to Rydal School at Colwyn Bay – as did his son Linus – and was Patron of St David’s Hospice, Llandudno, when the Chief Exec was Alun Davies, after Davies had finally bowed out of his job as Director of the mental health services for the North West Wales NHS Trust, once the scale of the disaster could no longer be denied. Davies was still threatening to have me arrested (again) when he was CEO of St David’s Hospice. St David’s Hospice is an institution that is and always has been run by the Gang. See post ‘The CEOs of St David’s Hospice’.
He also dazzled ABM’s clients, and ultimately the public, with ads for such products as Guinness, Harp Lager, Whitbreads beer, Woolworths, Weetabix, B&Q, the Milk Marketing Board, Midland Bank and British Rail. He and his team came up with the straplines Harp stays sharp; Midland, the listening bank; and Milk’s gotta lotta bottle for the Milk Board. Marsh was personally responsible for the famous I’m a Secret Lemonade Drinker ad (1973) for R White’s lemonade, in which a bespectacled man in pyjamas shushes his dog and sneaks downstairs to get some R White’s lemonade from the fridge. (The song and music were performed by Elvis Costello’s father and the ad, making the lemonade naughtily attractive, gave a massive boost to R White’s sales).
But by far ABM’s most famous ad campaign was for then state-run British Rail in 1977, not just for the cleverness of the ads themselves – This is the age of the train – but for the fact that they starred Jimmy Savile. Hard though it is for us now to contemplate without squirming, Savile at the time was one of TV’s most-loved faces. But the British Rail campaign is best-known in the global ad world for the now-legendary way ABM won the contract from under the noses of the bigger Saatchi & Saatchi agency. It has been described as “the greatest ad account coup in British history”.
Marsh and his ABM co-founders invited British Rail chairman (later Sir) Peter Parker and his advisers to the ABM offices, where the BR team were left in a grimy reception area stinking from full ashtrays and tables litteredwith half-drunk paper cups of cold coffee. After 15 minutes, Sir Peter walked up to the receptionist and asked how much longer they had to wait. But the over-made-up receptionist just kept smoking her fag, filing her nails and telling a girlfriend on the phone how great it was to get hammered last night.
As Sir Peter got up to leave, Marsh burst out and said: “So, my friends, now you know how your customers feel about BR conditions and staff. ABM can win them over!” Sir Peter signed the contract.
Peter Marsh was born in Hull on February 2, 1931, son of a dock worker, and attended Hull Grammar School until leaving “as soon as I could, aged 15. All that stuff about a romantic working-class background is bullshit.”
With the war just over, he did his national service before opting to take to the stage in amateur theatrical productions, mostly around his native Hull or the north of England. One of his early roles was as the title character Prince Karl in the operetta The Student Prince, perhaps most famous for its popular chorus of Drink! Drink! Drink! with Marsh singing lead tenor.
In 1955, aged 24, he moved south to London. Seeing that TV, still fledgling at the time, was the future, he joined BBC TV as a writer and producer in the documentary film department.
Marsh will have known many, including Ronnie Waterhouse’s close friend Sir Robin Day and the Gang’s other big BBC pal Huw Wheldon, who went to Friars School in Bangor. See previous posts.
He soon realised that, although the BBC did not carry adverts, TV in general was bound to become the perfect vehicle. In 1965, he hooked up with his friends Rod Allen and Mike Brady to launch ABM.
The upstart ABM, initially seen as a bunch of chancers by the big names of the UK ad world, razzle dazzled their way into British street language with their jingly ads, at the same time making the Madmen of Madison Avenue, New York, sit up and take notice of the new boys on the British block. Perhaps because of his flamboyance and often arrogance, Marsh was never the most popular man in UK advertising. His peers from other “shops” (ad agencies) said he spent as much time advertising himself as his clients’ products.
Having run out of clients and ideas, ABM was sold to the Lowe Howard-Spink agency in 1987 and Marsh retired to a mansion by the river Thames at Barnes, with the white Roller in the driveway and his beloved collection of suits of armour from theatre and films inside.
He is survived by a son and daughter from his second wife Nicolette Grey, from whom he was divorced in 2003 after a 40-year marriage.
It would seem that there are a great many questions to be answered about that advertising campaign and why the commission was given to Peter Marsh. But they won’t be will they Shirl?
Peter Parker was appointed Chairman of British Rail in 1976 by the Labour Gov’t and continued to serve under Thatch. Parker counted himself as a socialist, although he later joined his old flame Shirl with Dr Death in the SDP. His ‘socialist principles were severely tested by the industrial relations difficulties with the three railway unions (ASLEF, the National Union of Railwaymen and the Transport Salaried Staffs’ Association) while he was Chairman of British Rail’. There were several major strikes on the railway system during his chairmanship. One would have thought that Mr Intelligence Services could have dealt with that, but clearly not.
Labour MPs sponsored by the National Union of Railwaymen included Tam Dalyell, Robin Cook, Michael O’Halloran, Donald Dewar, Dobbo, Donald Anderson, Gwyneth Dunwoody, John Marek and many more.
Dalyell was a friend of Richard Crossman’s who worked for the security services himself and was never able to land the killer blow on Thatch that he would have wanted because there was the matter of his own involvement in concealing Gwynne and those lobotomies. Robin Cook Knew and knew more than most because for years he was married to Top Doc Margaret Cook who caused Miranda much grief after Cook ran off with Gayle, his secretary. Cook keeled over on a mountain ‘with a heart attack’ and died later in hospital at the age of 59 on 6 Aug 2005. See previous posts.
I finished my PhD in July 2005 which caused a great deal of trauma to many people. War was declared on Merfyn Jones the VC of Bangor University and not long after Robin Cook keeled over, John McTernan’s brother-in-law stole my computer.
See previous posts for gen on Robin and Margaret Cook, the Margaret Cook who knew about the Tainted Blood Scandal being a haematologist but who kept quiet and who trained as a Top Doc at Bristol University, as did D.G.E. Wood. Michael O’Halloran was Jeremy Corbyn’s predecessor as the Labour MP for Islington. There was much controversy over O’Halloran. See previous posts. He was an Irish railwayman who left school at 15, ‘drifted’ to London and became Secretary of the Islington North Constituency Labour Party and was subsequently selected as the Labour candidate. There were allegations that unfair means had been used by his supporters to ensure that O’Halloran bagged the selection. Once in the Commons there was more aggro, partly because of O’Halloran’s alleged links with dodgy businesses, partly because of his allegations that the far-left were out of control and partly because of his staunch opposition to abortion as a result of his Catholicism. In 1977 his office was invaded by activists who violently assaulted O’ Halloran. He subsequently joined Dr Death in the SDP.
I have mentioned previously that the London Boroughs where the far left took control in the 1970s and 980s were often utterly rotten, which is why the ‘far left’ were voted in. People were bloody sick of those who had gone before. O’Halloran was in the Commons when Dafydd’s partner gang ran Islington. I have been rude about Jeremy, Jack Straw, Chris Smith and Little Nell on this blog re the paedophile ring and serious crime with which they colluded in Islington, but O’Halloran was no better.
Donald Dewar was Scotland’s First Secretary who’s wife ran off with Derry Irvine and Donald hated Derry from then on. Donald Dewar was a lawyer and one of a group of vindictive Scottish politicians who had known each other from their 20s and spent much time knifing each other in the back. Dewar himself made First Secretary but died an unfortunate and untimely death, leaving in his will a fortune that no-one knew that he had or understood how he had acquired. Dewar’s death led to shenanigans in the Scottish Parliament that soon led to Lord Jack MacConell becoming FM, although he’d barely been an MSP for five minutes in Nov 2001, the year after the publication of the Waterhouse Report. See eg. ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – The Scottish Play’. The Lord Jack who became quite a favourite of Gordon Brown and who was at Stirling University with my two friends, who knew what was happening to me at the hands of the Gang and who found themselves frozen out of their old circle from Stirling from the late 1980s onward. As well as having gangsters after them, once Michael Grade and the BBC had done their bit. See eg. post ‘The Turn Of The Screw’.
Dobbo was of course Miranda’s first Health Secretary after Miranda was elected in 1997, throughout most of the duration of the Waterhouse Inquiry, but was a disaster. Dobbo had ignored organised abuse and associated serious crime linked to Dafydd and Gwynne in his former capacity as a Camden Councillor, while working in the Office of the Ombudsman and as the MP for Holborn and St Pancras. Dobbo came from York at Jimmy Savile Central and for some reason best known to himself he lived near York even when he was a London MP. See ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part IV’ and ‘The Joys Of Propaganda’.
Donald – later Lord – Anderson was the MP for Monmouth, 1966-70 and for Swansea East, 1974-2005. Anderson grew up in Swansea, went to Swansea Grammar School (now known as Bishop Gore School) and Swansea University aka the Rhodri Morgan’s Family Institute of HE. From 1971 to 1974, Anderson was a resident in Kensington and Chelsea and Councillor in a neighbouring borough. He was sworn of the Privy Council in 2000, the year of the Waterhouse Report and given a peerage in 2005, despite not seeming to have done very much to warrant those things.
Gwyneth Dunwoody is an old friend of this blog, of the Westminster Paedophile Ring and of Dafydd and Gwynne. Dunwoody was famously the daughter of ‘Labour Party Royalty’ from south Wales and London, her parents were Norah and Morgan Phillips, who were Of Labour Party and London County Council Corruption when George Thomas was a young MP and Mandy’s dad and Richard Crossman were running things. The Phillips’s did of course know Nye and in 1957, Morgan Phillips, Nye and Richard Crossman perjured themselves in order to win libel damages from ‘The Spectator’. The truth didn’t emerge until Crossman’s ‘Diaries’ were published years later; Gwyneth tried to prevent their publication.
Gwyneth served as the MP for Exeter, 1966-70 and later as the MP for Crewe and Nantwich, for many years while Dafydd and Gwynne’s ring was in operation there. Gwyneth ended up very unpopular in her constituency and then encountered serious financial problems, such that her house was repossessed and she ended up in rent arrears on her flat in the Barbican. Gwyneth bounced back and was in the money again not too long afterwards, just when the investigations into a possible paedophile ring under her nose kicked off. Gwyneth was much admired in the Commons as a Strong Woman who had Fought Back after severe financial problems, although I never saw her doing overtime in Tesco.
When she was young, Gwyneth married John Dunwoody, a Nice Young Doctor, who became a Labour MP in Cornwall. Richard Crossman hoped that John would one day become Leader of the Labour Party. There was a great deal of feting of John Dunwoody in a rather Dr Death-like way, but guess what, Dr Dunwoody turned out to be a bit of a scumbag. He and Gwyneth fought like cat and dog in the Commons and split up. Dr Dunwoody the Great Hope decided that he would leave politics and return to Top Doctoring and NHS management/governance.
Here’s a resume of John Dunwoody’s Top Doctoring; can anyone see the Westminster Paedophile Ring hidden in the picture?:
Dunwoody trained as a Top Doctor at King’s College London and Westminster Hospital Medical School, as did Wilfred and Dannie Abse (see post ‘O Jones, O Jones’). Dunwoody worked as a junior doc in Newton Abbott Hospital, 1955-56 and as a GP and medical officer in Totnes District Hospital, 1956-66. Gwyneth and John Dunwoody were in Devon when my father was in Devon, being swindled by Maurice Macmillan et al, the Tory part of the network of which the Dunwoodys were a part. John Dunwoody was active in the Socialist Medical Association with Uncle Harry et al.
John Dunwoody became the first Director of ASH. He served as Chairman of the Kensington, Chelsea and Westminster Area Health Authority, 1977–82, Chairman of the FPA, 1981–87 and Chairman of the Bloomsbury District Health Authority, 1982–90. From 1996 Dunwoody was Vice-Chairman of the Merton, Sutton and Wandswoth Local Medical Committee.
Labour Party Royalty Crossbreed With London Medical Establishment:
Because the parent organisms carried two mutant alleles for the same gene – the gene for the Westminster Paedophile Ring – the mutant alleles are both complete loss-of-function or ‘null’ alleles. The resultant offspring was a nullizygote.
See previous posts for more Dunwoody laffs, particularly in relation to Gwyneth and Tamsin running on the Feminist Ticket. Tamson represented Preseli Pembrokeshire when there was a ring in operation in west Wales with links to Dafydd’s gang in north Wales. Both rings had been in existence for decades and exchanged staff as well as victims.
John Marek was the seriously weird MP and then AM for Wrexham. John Marek used to work as a maths lecturer at Aberystwyth University. Marek was elected a member of Ceredigion District Council in 1979 and served until 1983; he was Chair of its finance sub-committee, 1982-83. Marek was elected as the Labour MP for Wrexham in 1983. He chose to move to the Welsh Assembly in 1999 and stood down from Westminster in 2001. In 2000, Marek was elected as Deputy Presiding Officer against the candidate preferred by the Labour leadership. This move and Marek’s frequent criticisms of the Labour-led Wrexham County Borough led to his deselection as the Labour Party’s candidate for the National Assembly elections of 1 May 2003. Marek then stood as a candidate for the John Marek Independence Party and defeated the official Labour Party candidate, Lesley Griffiths, a former secretary of his, by 973 votes. Later that year Marek formed a new party, Forward Wales (Cymru Ymlaen). He ran for re-election in the 2007 Welsh Assembly election but was defeated by Labour’s Lesley Griffiths by 1,250 votes, thanks to a swing to the Conservatives, Lib Dems and UKIP. On 29 March 2010, Marek joined the Tory Party and he was later confirmed as the party’s candidate for the 2011 Welsh Assembly election, where he again came second to Griffiths, by 3,335 votes in the Wrexham constituency.
John Marek caused havoc in the Labour Party in Wales and they hate him. Marek and Griffiths scrapped away over the victims of the Gang, including I am told me, but neither of them were doing it to defend us. I was threatened with a gun while those two opportunists were at each others throats. They have both been at the heart of the Gang for years, Griffiths was a medical secretary in Wrexham Maelor Hospital when the kids in care and Empowered Service Users were being mistreated by the staff in Wrexham Maelor and she was a Wrexham Councillor. The votes of the Gang were more important than their victims. Lesley Griffiths grew up near Wrexham and she knew about Gwynne as well as John Allen and Dafydd. See previous posts eg. ‘History Repeats Itself, First As Tragedy, Second As Farce’.
Sir Peter Parker campaigned vigorously against the anti-rail lobby, most notably in successfully resisting the recommendations of the Serpell Report in 1982, which had proposed drastic closures.
Parker’s other appointments included the chairmanship of the Rockware Group (1971–76, and 1983–92); Bookers Engineering and Industrial Holdings (1966–70); Associated British Maltsters (1971–73); Curtis Brown (1971–76); Dawnay Day (1971–76); Mitsubishi Electric UK (1984–96); and Whitehead Mann (1984–2000). Parker was also Chairman of the National Theatre, the British Tourist Authority and of Westfield College. Parker was knighted in 1978, the year that Mr Thrope was committed for trial for conspiracy to murder and appointed a KBE in 1993. Parker was conferred with the Grand Cordon of the Order of the Sacred Treasure 1st Class (1991) (Japan).
Parker married Gillian Rowe-Dutton in 1951, a GP and gardener who wrote The Purest of Pleasures: Creation of a Romantic Garden. The couple had three sons, (Alan Parker, former Chief Executive of Save the Children Fund; Oliver Parker, film director; Nathaniel Parker, the actor) and a daughter.
Peter Parker died on 28 April 2002 from a suspected heart attack while on a trip to Turkey.
Parker was succeeded as Chairman of British Rail in 1983 by his Vice-Chairman, Robert Reid, who was yet another in the mess with the rest of them. Sir Robert Basil Reid (7 February 1921-17 December 1993) was Chairman of British Rail, 1983-90. The son of Sir Robert Niel Reid, Governor of Assam, 1937-42, Sir Bob Reid was educated at Malvern and Brasenose. During WW II, Sir Bob served in the Royal Tank Regiment. When peace returned he joined the LNER as a Traffic Apprentice. When the “Big Four” railway companies merged in 1948 to form British Railways, Bob Reid rose steadily within British Railways. By 1961 he was a District Passenger Manager and by 1967 Planning Manager of the Scottish Region. Reid was General Manager of the Southern Region, 1974-76 and the Executive Member for Marketing, 1977-80. Reid became Chief Executive in 1980 and held that post until his appointment as Chairman in 1983. Sir Bob was a Master of the Information Technologists’ Company 1988-89.
Sir Robert Reid died in Dec 1993. Just a few weeks after I wrote to Michael Mansfield about Gwynedd Social Services, only to receive a one-line reply. See previous posts. Even I thought that I might be one the grassy knoll when I noticed the date of Sir Bob’s death, until I read his obituary, written by Peter Parker, in the Indie and I discovered that Bob Reid was Chairman of West Lambeth Health Authority 1990-93. Dafydd’s partner gang ran Lambeth and had done from the late 1960s, being greatly assisted in this by John Tilley, who served as a Wandsworth Councillor and then as the Labour MP for Lambeth Central. See post ‘Lord Snooty The Third’. They even had Lord Scarman on board when Scarman was asked to Chair the Inquiry into the Brixton riots. See previous posts.
The Lambeth Child Abuse Scandal was as big as the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal. Kids in care in Lambeth were abused both in Lambeth and when sent to children’s homes in north Wales, where a few years later they were trafficked back down to Lambeth as sex workers. The Maudsley Hospital was nearby and were colluding, as were Lambeth Borough Council/Social Services. Tessa Jowell worked as a child care officer for Lambeth and then as a psych social worker at the Maudsley. Diane Abbott was employed by Lambeth Borough Council as their Press Officer/PR woman. The HQ of the GLC containing Red Ken and John McDonnell was at Lambeth. Peter Mandelson served as a Lambeth Councillor, as did John Major.
The organised abuse of kids and Empowered Service Users in Lambeth is thought to have gone back at least as far as the 1940s, it was a nightmare because so many people who later became so influential had passed through. Esther Rantzen’s sister was a social worker with Lambeth and her boss at Lambeth, Valerie – later Baroness Valerie – Howarth, was appointed as CEO of ChildLine. Paul Boateng’s wife Janet Boateng was a social worker for Lambeth and doubled up as the Chair of the Social Services Committee. Janet Boateng was Chair of that Committee when Tyra Henry was murdered while in the care of Lambeth Council. Paul Boateng has been named as being associated with abusers in Lambeth although Boateng denied the allegations. See previous posts for further info…
One man known to have abused kids in Lambeth when he was employed in a children’s home there later opened an antiques shop near Wrexham. The Shirley Oaks Survivors, a group of former kids in care from Lambeth, walked out of the IICSA after no-one would take on board their point that it was SOCIAL WORKERS who had abused them, yet Prof Alexis Jay, the social worker Chairing the Inquiry, refused to discuss this. See previous posts for further info about these matters.
Bob Reid was the Chairman of West Lambeth Health Authority when Paul Bowden, a psychiatrist from the Maudsley, colluded with St George’s and Springfield Hospitals in early 1991 re the refusal to treat me. St George’s and Springfield were, unbeknown to me, in direct contact with Dafydd, Tony Francis and Lucille Hughes. Bowden had co-authored with Dafydd’s and Tony Francis’s mate Prof Robert Bluglass, who in 1989 had concealed their criminality himself. Bowden also knew Tony Francis from Tony Francis’s time working at the Institute of Psychiatry at the Maudsley in the 1970s. Dafydd had worked at the Maudsley just before he was given his job as a consultant at Denbigh and also knew Bowden. Reid was Chairman of West Lambeth Health Authority when F was fleeced of his money and property and refused all access to his own child on the basis of false allegations made as the result of a conspiracy on the part of many members of the Gang.
Bob Reid was appointed Chairman of West Lambeth Health Authority in 1990, the year that the Gang took me to the High Court repeatedly in an attempt to have me imprisoned, perjuring themselves on each occasion. Then they had another go in the spring of 1991, when I was summoned to the Royal Courts of Justice in The Strand no less. St Helena Kennedy was in a neighbouring Court to me, having a go at a Wimmin’s Rights Test Case. St Helena is friends with Prof Nigel Eastman, who was one of those at St George’s and Springfield who refused to treat me in Jan/Feb 1991. St Helena worked in Took’s Court, Michael Mansfield’s Chambers. I wrote to Mansfield when he was at Took’s Court. See previous posts.
I have not yet begun to research why Reid was appointed Chairman of West Lambeth Health Authority or why anyone though that the man who was utterly unable to run the railways even with help from MI5, who had doings with Jimmy Savile and who presided over the Clapham Rail Disaster, would be able to run a Health Authority which had been infiltrated by serious organised crime. It was however something to do with Ken Clarke and the man whom he hated, Dr John Marks, the then Chairman of the BMA.
Read previous posts for details of how St George’s Hospital, one of the hubs of the Westminster Paedophile Ring, gained much good PR in terms of Ah the doctors they were wonderful, via the stage-managed media coverage of the rescue after the Clapham disaster.
Bob Reid married Isobel McLachlan in 1951, who died in 1976. They had one son and one daughter).
Richard Fulford-Smith became Chief Executive of Clarkson plc in 2004. According to Robert Wright of the Financial Times, Fulford-Smith was central to Clarkson’s emergence as the world’s largest sale and purchase shipbroker. Fulford-Smith was ousted from the board in 2008 after Russian litigation claims emerged against the company.
Until March 2012, Martin Stopford sat on the Board of Clarkson plc and was Head of the research arm of the company. Martin Stopford is an economist who has had careers as a teacher, writer, information provider and business manager. Stopford was born in Bolton, Lancashire in 1947, son of a clergyman. He was educated at Prestfelde School, Shrewsbury and Denstone College, Staffordshire. In 1966 he won an Abbott Scholarship to Keble College, Oxford in 1969 where he studied PPE under Adrian Darby, James Griffin, Paul Hayes and Basil Mitchell. Peter Morrison and Keith Best, the former MP for Anglesey who colluded with the Gang, studied at Keble College, Oxford. Martin Stopford was probably at Keble College when Best was there. Stopford went on to receive his PhD from Birkbeck College,University of London, which he completed in 1979.
Eric Hobsbawm spent most of his career at Birkbeck. It was in 1979 that Hobsbawm gave up his second home at Cwm Croesor and acquired another one in south Wales. Hobsbawm’s reason was the hostility that was being whipped up against him and other English second homers by Plaid members. That did happen, but Hobsbawm also made his escape the year that Mr Thrope stood trial and the year that Dafydd and Gwynne unlawfully imprisoned Mary Wynch.
Martin Stopford first became involved with the shipping business in 1971 when he joined Maritime Transport Research, a London-based shipping consultancy. In 1977, Stopford joined British Shipbuilders as Group Economist and 1981 he became Director of Business Development. In 1988 Stopford was recruited by Chase Manhattan Bank as Global Shipping Economist. Then in August 1990, on the day Saddam Hussein invaded Kuwait, Stopford became MD of Clarkson Research, a post he retained for 20 years. In 2004 Martin Stopford joined the Board of Clarksons.
In the late 1970s Stopford started lecturing at Cambridge Academy of Transport and in 1989 he set up the Anatomy of Ship Finance course which he still leads. He also developed the International Commodity Trade and Transport (ICTC) module at the Centre for Shipping, Trade & Finance at CASS set up by Professor Costas Grammenos in 1984. During the first term Martin Stopford added Shipping Economics and taught both courses until the early 1990s.
Stopford is also a Visiting Professor at Cass Business School, Dalian Maritime University, Copenhagen Business School and Newcastle University.
Martin Stopford has two children, Benjamin and Elizabeth. He manages a small organic hill farm in Staffordshire Moorlands.
I have a younger cousin, Martin, with whom I have not had contact for many years, but he was the only other person in my family apart from me who went to university. Martin was very able and ended up doing a degree in physics at Kent University. He was offered a place to do a PhD with Stephen Hawking and was expected to get a First. Martin was very upset when he received a 2:2 and couldn’t take up the PhD place with Hawking. He had no idea at all why he had done so much worse than he expected. Martin did bag a very highly paid job instead though, in marine insurance in the City of all things. I don’t know how or why, but he’d never shown any interest in such matters before. Martin lived in Dulwich with his girlfriend for a while but he decided that marine insurance and life in the City wasn’t for him and became a web developer instead. The last that I heard, years ago, Martin had become a plumber. He got that job in marine insurance during the mid-1990s when the Gang were after my blood.
I don’t know the details of Martin’s career but he seemed to encounter a few difficulties yet other opportunities which one would never have expected. Since I began this blog I have been told that the Gang were behind all of it, with a bit of help from that bent old barrister and MP Ken Clarke, who also caused havoc in terms of my father’s employment at the time. See post ‘Jennifer’s Diary’. Martin, his mother, my aunties and my grandmother lived just down the road from John Biffen’s parents’ farm. Ken knew Biffen. Biffen was the Tory MP for Oswestry, went to school with my father and was a member of Thatch’s first Cabinet. See eg. post ‘A Local Boy Made Good?’. Dafydd’s Gang operated in Shropshire and the family seat of the Ormsby-Gores – the Lords Harlech – who are also connected to the Gang and paid the price for tangling with them is near Oswestry. See previous posts.
Ken, are you a bit bonkers?? You were a Cabinet Minister and rather than deal with criminal Top Docs, whom you hated anyway, you actually went to the trouble of nobbling relatives of mine. Could you not have provided that service for Dafydd and a gang of traffickers?
My cousin Martin met his girlfriend, Claude, at Kent University and they seemed to establish a very good relationship, setting up home together when my cousin got that job in marine insurance and bought their place in Dulwich. I didn’t meet Claude, but I was shown photos of her and I heard about her. She was, from what I could work out, from a middle class black family but I don’t know where from. There was a problem with her father not being happy about Claude getting together with a white man, although Martin and Claude seemed determine to overcome the tensions that this was causing. They eventually split up, after a long time together. I was told that it was Claude’s dad, he just became more and more difficult. I have received more information recently…
Ken, don’t tell me that you know a man who’s daughter went to Kent University…
In 2013, Clarksons plc acquired Gibb Tools, a North sea oil engineering tools supplier, for £12.7 million. In 2015, Clarkson acquired RS Platou AS, a Norwegian headed shipbroking and investment banking group.
Clarksons operations are divided into four areas: broking, financial, support and research. The company brokers vessels for some of the world’s largest producers and traders of natural resources. Broking constitutes more than 75% of company revenue. Clarkson Research Services focuses primarily on the collection, validation, analysis and management of data about the merchant shipping and offshore markets. The CEO since 2008 has been Andi Case. William (Bill) Thomas was appointed as Chair on 13 February 2019. The company has its headquarters at Commodity Quay, St Katharine Docks, London.
The website of the Thatcher Foundation can always be relied upon to provide a few gens and here is yet another, Thatch’s address at John Boyd-Carpenter’s memorial service on 3rd November 1998, during the Waterhouse Inquiry:
‘Many of us here today have our own special memories of John Boyd-Carpenter.
Mine go back almost forty years to when I was a very young, new Member of the House of Commons. The House was different then. It was still without dispute the supreme political forum of the nation.
Give us that old time paedophilia…
And it was a forum – perhaps an arena is a better word – in which oratorical prowess, intellectual nimbleness and moral courage were at a premium.
That will explain them keeping this man out of prison, on the Medical Register and in business:
In these things a few great Tory parliamentarians of the day excelled. John Boyd-Carpenter, along with Peter Thorneycroft, Quintin Hogg and Enoch Powell were ourmodels and our heroes.
…Such men had been through the War. They had seen life and suffered some of its heart-aches. Their wits were matched by their wisdom. And it is, I think, no coincidence that all of them were in some degree disappointed in their expectations. In politics too much talent can sometimes be a handicap.
Which explains how these two became Leaders of their Parties and one a PM:
In a tank Herr Thatchler leads the charge; Jock Steel and Doc “Killer” Owen are helplessly entrenched; and “Fatty” Heffer looks cynically on as “Taffy” Kinnock leads the retreat
…'[Lord John Boyd-Carpenter] had been elected for Kingston in 1945 and in 1951 achieved his first Ministerial Post as Financial Secretary to the Treasury, an office which hisfather Sir Archibald Boyd-Carpenter had held before him…
… in 1955 he was made Minister for Pensions and National Insurance, a senior position but still not in the Cabinet. It was in the Pensions Department that our paths later crossed. As a woman in those days it was quite difficult to get into the House of Commons, but once there the very lack of women became a kind of advantage because it was felt that the welfare departments of state benefited from a woman’s touch.
Specifically, women who assisted male sex offenders while banging on about having special womanly qualities and Duw sometimes it’s hard to be a woman.
…Iaccordingly found myself made a Junior Minister at John Boyd-Carpenter’s Pensions and National Insurance Department…In his memoirs he says that he at first wondered whether my appointment was just one of “Macmillan’s gimmicks”, though he graciously adds that he later decided otherwise…
John Boyd-Carpenter was a strong Minister with his own ideas, but he was also open to argument from his juniors and his officials.
And no doubt blackmail, bribery and corruption
He was…a man you could trust completely and respect profoundly, in fact, to use an old-fashioned but apt term for an all-too-endangered species, he was an English gentleman.
‘Trust me, I’m running a sex abuse gang…’
But one thing that English gentleman-parliamentarians are not is soft.
Which is why they spent so much of their time roughing it at White’s, the Garrick and other working men’s clubs.
His fierce sparring with the late Richard Crossman – which I witnessed at Pensions in government and later at Housing in opposition – was certainly not for the faint-hearted.
Richard Crossman – the King of the Westminster Swingers who spent most of his time at the opera, at the theatre, at his farm in Oxfordshire or in a variety of London clubs, even when he had the security services and the DHSS to run – and Thatch got on very well with each other. It was another one of Thatch’s friendships across the political divide, even though she wanted to Destroy Socialism Forever
Both men were enormously intelligent and absolutely fearless…
Kids in care and Empowered Service Users being such formidable enemies and needing the might of the entire state to force them to have sex with horrid old men.
The issues at Pensions and National Insurance in those days have astrangely contemporary ring about them. We were constantly worried about expenditure, worried about how to deal with hard cases in a compassionate fashion without opening up new precedents, worried about ensuring that people were provided for in their old age in ways that didn’t discourage thrift….But what we now call Social Security is the very best training ground. In this way, John taught and showed me much of what I would have to do in other Departments and eventually as Prime Minister. John spent, in fact, nearly seven long years at Pensions and National Insurance. And he spent a still longer eleven years altogether in Ministerial posts outside the Cabinet, before entering it in 1962 on the “Night of the Long Knives”, as Chief Secretary to the Treasury. It was to prove a difficult period, as the government’s economic problems grew,
Despite encouraging all that thrift on the part of everyone but themselves
but John Boyd-Carpenter was a “natural” in his new position. He liked the rigorous atmosphere of the Treasury, remembered his time there with affection, and regularly, I understand, wrote to his successors to congratulate them…
Previous posts, including ‘The Naked Civil Servants’, discuss how many mandarins facilitated Gwynne and the Gang as well as the wider Westminster Paedophile Ring throughout their entire careers. Many of them had served in the Treasury before moving to Health and Social Security.
the regular requirements of his office were supported by a strong personal conviction that government is servant and not master, that the wealth of a country fructifies in the hands of thepeople not of politicians, and that the best answer to most requests for more expenditure is “no”.
I said no to Gwynne and Dafydd and no-one could cope with that at all.
I soon began to like the work at the Department, particularly parliamentary confrontations… Anyway, in spite of regaining a good deal of the ground conceded earlier, the Conservatives lost the 1964 election and so John lost his post as Chief Secretary. He was never in fact to hold high office again… For my part, I had the great pleasure of working with him once more when he shadowed Housing in Opposition. My role was to oppose the setting up of Labour’s Land Commission. And, as I recall, we were even then trying to reform the rates: some things don’t change!
…John Boyd-Carpenter was dropped from the Shadow Cabinet. He did not pretend to appreciate this, but neither was he a man who held grudges. He got on with life as a back-bencher and enjoyed it, making an extremely important contribution as Chairman of the powerful Public Accounts Committee… he put the skills he had acquired in his earlier Ministerial portfolio at Transport to good use as chairman of the newly created Civil Aviation Authority
He became a successful businessman, and he went on to make many stimulating contributions in the House of Lords, as I learned for myselfwhen I took my place beside him there.
By the time that Thatch got to the Lords, the bad feeling towards her was so great that some of her old Cabinet Ministers would make a point of walking out. Trumpers boasts of being so appalled at this that she made a point of sitting next to Thatch until Thatch wanted to leave. Here is Trumpers communicating with Lord Tom King, the former MP for Bridgwater, who has a great deal of explaining to do:
John Boyd-Carpenter’s career was a long and distinguished one…Politics was always his first professional interest. It ran in his blood, as it ran – and has continued to run – in his family’s…
...John had something with deeper roots entirely – he had his Christian faith. His grandfather had been a bishop, and so perhaps he knew how to deal with the bishops who later contemplated closing the little church where John served as Church Warden for forty years… Let me just express the personal conviction that John Boyd-Carpenter was a good politician because he was a good man, and that he was a good man because he was a good Christian.
Here’s that good Christian, George Thomas:
Another Good Christian who doubled up as a sex offender and enjoyed protection was Bishop Peter Ball, who sheltered under the wing of Carlo and even lived in a house provided by Carlo after Carlo was made aware of the allegations – which were indeed true – that Ball had sexually assaulted people.
Those good Christians the Bishops of Bangor Gwilym Williams and Cledan Mears were good pals with Dafydd and Gwynne. In 1984, Dafydd was invited by Cledan Mears to be the keynote speaker at a public meeting in Bangor called by Cledan in the face of the explosion in the use of class A drugs in Gwynedd. Brown and I attended that meeting, not having encountered Dafydd before then and it was certainly an experience. Dafydd talked his usual nonsense, a corrupt intimidating police officer was on the platform with Dafydd and Cledan Mears silenced the one person in the audience who sounded as though she actually knew something about class A drugs. Whether she knew that it was Dafydd himself who was directly responsible for the class A drugs explosion in north Wales in the mid-1980s I don’t know. See post ‘Amber Rudd, The Miners’ Strike And A Memory Jogged’.
Dafydd addressed the good Christians of the Welsh Baptist Union in 1971 and explained to them that learning Bible verses as a child in Welsh could protect against ‘a serious moral collapse’ in later life. Presumably Dafydd didn’t learn enough of those verses or he learned them in the wrong language. See post ‘A Serious Moral Collapse’.
…he honoured the memory of his grandfather, the bishop of Ripon; he was obviously influenced in his choice of career by that of his father, the Conservative MP; and (I understand) he inherited something of his force of character from his Yorkshire mother.
The big ring in Yorkshire which was linked to Dafyfdd and Gwynne – Jimmy Savile – Audrey Callaghan was from Yorkshire and provided cover – Leon Brittan was an MP for a Yorkshire constituency and was succeeded in his seat by William Hague… See previous posts. John Boyd-Carpenter’s father Archibald was based in Yorkshire and held public office in the region.
But I can personally vouch for the influence of his wife Peggy. As a young politician I was sometimes invited to enjoyable dinner parties at the Boyd-Carpenters by these two perfect hosts….
I began by linking John Boyd-Carpenter with a particular generation of Tory MPs. And for all John’s powerful individuality, that is undoubtedly so. It is difficult precisely to know what made these men so outstanding.
They weren’t. Lies were told about them.
The War, as I’ve mentioned, was certainly one influence. But there was also a seriousness about politics in those years that drew out the best in people. It was clear that there were great issues at stake both at home and abroad. On both sides of the political spectrum there was whole-hearted engagement in a battle of ideas about the nation’s, and indeed the world’sfuture. Yet at the same time men like John Boyd-Carpenter had the moral depth and balance to conduct their debates and live their political lives according to the abiding values with which they’d been raised, codes of behaviour which were almost second nature to them.
Without wishing to sound too nostalgic, I am inclined to doubt whether we shall see their like again…
There was a running theme which ensured the continuity of dreadful conduct unto the next generation of the House:
Previous posts eg ‘The Naked Civil Servants’ discusses the careers of some of the mandarins most culpable with regard to knowingly concealing the criminality of Dafydd, Gwynne and the Gang, over many, many years, as they moved higher up the ladder and between different Gov’t Depts. Sir Edmund Compton was one who gave Gwynne and Dafydd outstanding service and was remembered for his encyclopaedic knowledge and his helpfulness by John Boyd-Carpenter when Boyd-Carpenter was Chair of the Public Accounts Committee. Compton had been at New College, Oxford with Richard Crossman and they had both learned at the knee of H.A.L. Fisher, who was in Lloyd George’s Gov’t and was a friend/relative of the Welsh Bloomsbury Set who hung out at Cwm Croesor and utilised the services of Gwynne. See post ‘The Vermin Club’.
John Boyd-Carpenter married Peggy in 1937. Boyd-Carpenter’s son Sir Thomas Patrick John Boyd-Carpenter (born 16 June 1938) served as Deputy Chief of the Defence Staff (Programmes and Personnel) 1992-96. Like his father, Thomas was educated at Stowe School. In 1957, Thomas Boyd-Carpenter was commissioned into the Scots Guards. He became commanding officer of 1st Battalion Scots Guards in 1979, Commander of 24the Infantry Brigade in 1983 and Director, Defence Policy at the MoD in 1985. Thomas went on to become Chief of Staff at Headquarters of the British Army of the Rhine in 1988, Assistant Chief of the Defence Staff (Programmes) in 1989 and Deputy Chief of the Defence Staff (Programmes and Personnel) in 1992 before retiring in 1996.
In retirement, Sir Thomas became Chairman of the Kensington & Chelsea and Westminster Heath Authority and then Chairman of the Moorfields Eye Hospital NHS Foundation Trust. Which brings us back to John Dunwoody…
Sir Thomas also became President of the Berkshire Royal British Legion.
Lord John Boyd-Carpenter’s family interbred with the Hoggs when Boyd-Carpenter’s daughter Sarah mated with Douglas Hogg, 3rd Viscount Hailsham That bit of selective breeding was a grander version of the crossing of the Bentall line of Hammersmith Hospital/Kingston-upon-Thames with the Jones line of Bangor University/Gwynedd and Anglesey.
Sarah Hogg’s finest hour was on Black Wednesday, 16 Sept 1992 , when the economy began unravelling and no-one in John Major’s Specialist Unit knew why it was happening or what to do about it. Ken Clarke, Norman Lamont and their Bright Young Aide David Cameron were clueless and panicking. Sarah Hogg kept her head and blamed it on the Bank of England, stating that they should have seen it coming. See previous posts. Sarah the economic adviser didn’t, but then she was just being paid to assist with the management of the economy so it wasn’t nuffink to do with her. After such a stellar performance it is not surprising that Sarah is a Baroness Hogg in her own right and not simply because she married a Baron Hogg.
Douglas and Sarah’s daughter Charlotte Hogg was previously in charge of retail operations at Santander UK. When Prof Fergus Lowe was causing havoc at Bangor University while Merfyn the VC was off on compassionate leave caring for his dying wife (see post ‘Lest We Forget’), one Fungus-initiative was a revamping of the University library. Imagine my surprise when the revamping didn’t include any more academic resources; it didn’t even involve a Costa Coffee branch which Brown told me was favoured by some universities in terms of library development. Instead a branch of Santander arrived in the library, indeed it took pride of place, occupying much space and it robustly advertised its services to students. Not long after, Santander explained that as part of their interest in Bangor University they would be offering scholarships to students. I am someone who sees nothing wrong with benevolent people offering to support students, but this was a rapidly expanding bank with aggressive business practices.
I and a few others were a bit worried at these developments and we thought that perhaps it was something to do with the dreadful John Thornton, Professor of Global Finance at Bangor Business School, formerly the Director of the Western Hemisphere at the World Bank, who’s recommendation re regenerating the Welsh economy was to turn Wales into a tax haven a la the Isle Of Man. See comments following my post ‘Jehova, Jehova, Jehova’.
I had no idea that Charlotte, daughter of Douglas who had years previously been at the scene of many crimes with regard to UCNW/Bangor University, who in turn was the son and heir of Quintin who had been at the scene of even more crimes re UCNW, was responsible for ‘retail operations’ at Santander.
During the period of time that Sarah’s dad Douglas propped up the serious organised crime of the Gang in his capacity as a Home Office junior Minister, 10 Sept 1986-26 July 1989, Fungus Lowe overthrew Dafydd’s influence in the Dept of Psychology at UCNW, replaced it with his own toxic brand and subsequently built an empire based on dealing with and indeed blackmailing so many of those who had colluded with Dafydd and Gwynne, Gwynne having died either just before, or just after, Douglas arrived at the Home Office.
As the War On Merfyn Jones the VC escalated from No 10, Lord Mervyn Davies was appointed as the Chair of Council at Bangor University. Lord Davies is from Gwynedd, a Labour politician and a banker no less. He went to Rydal School, which has educated all sorts including Ken Barlow. There have been historical investigations into the sexual abuse of boys at Rydal.
Mervyn Davies was Chairman of Standard Chartered PLC, Nov 2006-Jan 2009, having been Chief Executive, 2001-06 and a Director since 1997. The Standard Chartered that can be traced back to Lord Aldington’s domain… Since 2010, Davies has held executive roles on the board of Corsair Capital LLC where he is the Chairman and a partner, a private equity investor. Davies is also a non-executive Director of Diageo. From 2014, Davies was Chairman of Jack Wills. In August 2016 Sky News reported that Davies was to stand down as Jack Wills was taken over in a private equity transaction involving Bluegem taking a minority stake in the company, following reported losses.
In November 2013, Mervyn Davies became Chairman of the Garden Bridge Trust. The bridge was intended to be built largely from privately donated funds, but on 26 July 2016 the BBC reported that Davies had approached the Secretary of State for Transport seeking an extension of a £15m government underwriting commitment until September 2017. £37.7m had been spent on preliminary works, but construction of the bridge had not started and was being delayed until the autumn of 2016. However, the project was subsequently further delayed and construction of the bridge did not start in 2016. In January 2017 the Garden Bridge Trust lodged its accounts with Companies House but was unable to classify itself as a going concern, due to uncertainties about the funding and planning permissions needed for the bridge. Davies insisted that the Garden Bridge Trust expected to start construction “in 2017”, but the project was scrapped in August of that year, having spent taxpayers’ funds of £50m.
In May 2015 Davies was appointed Deputy Chairman of the LetterOne Group, an investment business in the energy, technology and telecom sectors. He is currently the non-executive Chairman of the Board of Directors of both L1 Holdings and L1 Investment Holdings.
Mervyn Davies was made a life peer in 2009, with Ministerial posts in the Foreign & Commonwealth Office and in the Department of Business, Innovation and Skills. He later held posts in Business, Enterprise and Regulatory Reform and in Trade, Investment and Small Business. Mervyn Davies was in one of those posts when Gordon Brown was PM, but left very quickly, so quickly that there was media discussion as to why, but no-one ever knew. I was still working at Bangor University when Lord Mervyn was hired and fired again by Gordon. A member of staff suggested that Gordon was so dodgy that Lord Mervyn may have found his Gov’ts practices unacceptable. I don’t know anything about Lord Mervyn’s own practices so I can’t comment. I have recently been told that I was made redundant from Bangor University because of Lord Mervyn’s influence.
I don’t know Lord Mervyn, I have never spoken to him. But previous posts have discussed how Gordon’s mates like Lord Jack McConnell gained power in the Scottish Labour Party because they were at university with my friends and in turn Gordon fed off them, the Gordon who was mates with the Hobsbawms and Uncle Harry’s nephew.
It was of course Peter Mandelson who presided over the Dept of Business, Enterprise and Whatever – it was a ruse of Gordon’s to put Mandy in charge of everything – and Mandy’s right-hand woman at the time was a civil servant who began life as a lawyer, who grew up on Anglesey and went to Ysgol David Hughes. Her dad was Ron Evans, the crooked lawyer employed by Gwynedd County Council and Brains behind the fitting up of witnesses, including me. I have copies of Ron’s forged documents, they are of a superior quality to those forged by Alun Davies and others, Ron has remembered to post-date them, add an office stamp so that it looks as though they have been received through the appropriate channels etc. I also have copies of notes that Ron sent to Gwynedd Health Authority and Gwynedd Community Health Trust re their efforts to frame me. Andrew Park, the crooked lawyer at the Welsh Office, deferred to Ron’s superior corrupt techniques and took advice from him. Ron was a sharp little bunny, when he wanted to ensure that my barrister didn’t arrive at one High Court case in time for me to instruct her, Ron arranged for her not to be told that they’d rigged the case and I’d been re-scheduled for a different Court and a different judge; Ron informed his side, but not ours, of the change of venue by leaving a little handwritten message on their copies of the official letters but not ours.
Ron’s wife was a lecturer in the School of History at Bangor University, the School in which Merfyn was Chair. Ron’s wife was friends with the Drs Francis. She did know just how serious the crime was, she told me – not knowing who I was – that when the investigations began into the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal, Ron told everyone that they must never ever tell anyone what they had done because it was so serious and so inexcusable that they would all be in prison for a very long time if the truth ever leaked out. Ron was one of the lawyers who appeared at the Waterhouse Inquiry, when They All Lied To Get Compensation.
Ron’s wife Dinah is a magistrate in Gwynedd. The Head of the School of History now is (or was) Prof Andrew Edwards, who is also the Dean of the Arts Faculty at Bangor. Andrew is a former policeman who served with the North Wales Police when everyone Lied To Get Compensation.
My post ‘The Joys Of Propaganda’ discussed a Powerful Woman In The City, Alison Brittain and her links with people who knew what happened to my friends and I at the hands of the Gang as well as the many involved in concealing it or filling their boots by keeping quiet because ooh this goes as high as Lord Jack McConnell and Gordon Brown you know. Alison made media headlines in 2015 when it was announced that she was to be the next CEO of Whitbread, Whitbread being the company that was at the centre of a scam to provide good PR to the Gang and their Jimmy Savile branch in 1988 by awarding a prestigious literary prize to an Angel member of the Gang and constructing him as an undiscovered genius.
After graduating from Stirling University, shortly after my friends studied there when Jack McConnell led the Students’ Union at Stirling, Alison Brittain joined Barclays as a graduate trainee and worked there for 19 years. She joined Santander UK in 2007, then Lloyds Banking Group in 2011. Which sort of places Alison at the scenes of more than a few crimes. I also suspect that Alison’s path may have crossed with that of Lord Mervyn Davies.
Lord Mervyn Davies: grew up in Pwllheli, went to school at Rydal, followed a career in the City surrounded by crooks who were propping up Dafydd and the Gang by acting as Directors of City businesses while they doubled up as Cabinet Ministers facilitating the Gang. As did Lord Mervyn until Gordon gave him the boot.
I don’t know why Gordon kicked Pwllheli’s answer to Biggus Dickus in the knackers, but I’ve just done it again. I had a gun waved at me Biggus you big wazzock, surely even your bum on a chair somewhere in The Very Big Bank Of America isn’t worth children being filmed having sex with animals for porn purposes, victims of sexual assault being kept in a dungeon, others being brain damaged or dying as a result of a butcher lobotomising them or being killed by a firebomb. How fucking stupid are you??
Previous posts have discussed Edward du Cann who for many years was the Tory MP for Taunton and was hated by my Tory activist grandfather on the grounds that du Cann was a crook. Grandpa denounced du Cann as a crook sometime before du Cann was exposed as a crook. It didn’t stop du Cann, the crooked business practices continued, businesses came and went and everyone lost their money except du Cann. du Cann’s grand house Cothay Manor was frequently under threat of repossession but du Cann managed to retrieve it even when the bailiffs were on their way. Most impressively, du Cann managed to be declared bankrupt in the Court in London yet the bankruptcy was discharged literally with days and du Cann was back in business again before most people even realised that he had been declared bankrupt. Du Cann was assisted by the usual techniques, companies that only existed for a short while with no identifiable people responsible and solicitors firms that came and went, practices were so sharp it was impressive, as explained in previous posts eg. ‘Conference At Cold Comfort Farm’ and ‘Hearing Voices’.
I have previously blogged about my father being swindled by Harold Macmillan’s son Maurice during 1962-63 and subsequently receiving correspondence from Theodore Goddard – whom I later found out were Bertrand Russell’s solicitors, used by Bertrand for banging people up on the grounds on their insanity when they had pissed him off – who seemed to be representing a load of gangsters trying to get my father on board. See eg. ‘Shurely Shome Mishtake’. Very recently I was told that the business with Maurice Macmillan was a revenge attack on my father for grandpa pissing off du Cann and his buddies and that the Gang received much support for their attack on me years later for the same reason. du Cann was still very much alive and swindling when the Gang came after me. Dafydd and Gwynne were mates with crooked politicians as far back as Harold Macmillan who were in Gov’t with du Cann.
Edward du Cann was elected as MP for Taunton in 1956. Auberon Waugh, who knew about the Gang, the Westminster Paedophile Ring and took the piss but never exposed them, presumably because of his commitment to the Tory Party, the Establishment and the Roman Catholic Church, was one of du Cann’s constituents. du Cann served as the Economic Secretary to the Treasury from 1962 and as a Minister of State at the Board of Trade, 1963–64. Dafydd’s mate Selwyn Lloyd was Chancellor for the first seven months of 1962 and then the crook Reginald Maudling who was in business with Dafydd’s partners in crime took over in July in 1962. So du Cann was working with a pair of charmers there. Frederick Erroll, one of the Gang whom I discussed in my post ‘Holding The Country To Ransom – Part II’, was President of the Board of Trade, 9 Oct 1961-20 Oct 1963 and was succeeded by Ted Heath. Erroll was the Tory MP for Altrincham and Sale, 1945-65, part of the Gang’s Cheshire turf, who was educated at Oundle School a la Sir Clough and so many other Big Mates of the Gang, as well as Trinity College, Cambridge. Erroll’s business interests provided the Gang with huge power and contributed to the many knots that the Gang already had everybody tied up in. Erroll was the Chairman of Consolidated Gold Fields, so once more Dafydd and Gwynne were wielding a big stick, in the shape of one of their accomplices being involved in a South African gold mining company as most politicians in the UK opposed apartheid and then there were those negotiations to have Mandela released. The Gang’s supporters on the left decided that took such priority over the abduction and sexual assault of kids and the murder of witnesses that the serious organised crime spiralling out from Dafydd and Gwynne was propped up by the British state. Perhaps someone should have arranged for Nelson Mandela to have served his sentence in the North Wales Hospital, Denbigh, there might have been a bit more interest shown in the poor sods imprisoned in Dafydd’s Denbigh Dungeon then. See previous posts.
So du Cann learned at the knees of the best and way back then made many useful contacts whom he could later blackmail should they refuse to play ball with him. All paths led to Dafydd and Gwynne.
‘Conference At Cold Comfort Farm’ discusses how du Cann reared his head in the media on 18 July 1995, declaring that he was disgusted with the state of the Tory Party and that someone needed to do something. John Major was Leader at the time and William Hague was Welsh Secretary. There was havoc in north Wales and demands for a Public Inquiry re child abuse. Hague had supposedly not decided to hold one by July 1995, but Ronnie Waterhouse had altered his retirement plans and seemed to know that he would be Chairing such an Inquiry. See previous posts eg. ‘Heart Of Darkness’. In July 1995, the Gang were at an advanced stage (but I didn’t know that) re their plans to have me declared dangerous and sent to live with Jimmy Savile.
At Bangor University, in 1994 the Principal Prof Eric Sunderland suddenly announced his retirement despite being in good health, living another 20 years and continuing his career in public life and involvement with the University until he died. Prof Roy Evans, a paedophiles’ friend from Cardiff University, succeeded Eric as Principal. Gwynne and Dafydd’s mate Sir William Mars-Jones stepped down as President of Bangor University in 1994 and the Windbags’ bestest mate Lord Cledwyn, the former MP for Anglesey, succeeded him. See previous posts.
I will ask readers to read ‘Conference At Cold Comfort Farm’ once more, but here are a few important points.
Du Cann succeeded Duncan Sandys as Chairman of Lonrho in 1984. Edwin Duncan Sandys, Baron Duncan-Sandys (24 January 1908-26 November 1987) was Churchill’s son-in-law who behaved very badly indeed towards the osteopath Stephen Ward who was the scapegoat for the Profumo Affair, being put on trial for offences re procuring prostitutes and then committing suicide – if indeed he did die by his own hand – during the trial. See previous posts. Sandys was a patient of Ward’s and was good mates with him until the scandal blew up and then it was a case of Sandys never having heard of Stephen Ward.
Sandys was born in Dorset, the son of George John Sandys, a Tory MP (1910–1918). The Jurassic coast in Dorset is famous for its fossils:
Sandys was educated at Eton and Magdalen College, Oxford. He entered the diplomatic service in 1930, serving at the Foreign Office in London as well as at the Embassy in Berlin. Sandys was the Tory MP for Norwood, 1935-45 and for Streatham, 1950-74. The south London trafficking ring facilitated by St George’s and Springfield Hospitals and Wandsworth Borough Council operated in Streatham. Streatham was the location of Cynthia Payne’s notorious brothel at Ambleside Avenue, which was used by peers, police officers, bishops, Gov’t Ministers, judges, lawyers etc. Top Docs from St George’s were in there when the police raided as well but that received no media coverage. The problem with Cynthia’s brothel wasn’t the matter of it being a brothel, it was that it also served as a networking opportunity for people in high places who weren’t only interested in sex with consenting adults. See previous posts eg. ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part III’ for more info on Ambleside Avenue and the Streatham circle. Dafydd’s Gang were directly involved with the south London ring, their mate John Tilley, a Wandsworth Councillor who then became the Labour MP for Lambeth Central, arrived in south London in the late 1960s to drum up business and co-ordinate it. See post ‘Lord Snooty The Third’.
Sandys was an officer in the TA for the first few years of his service in his father-in-law’s Gov’t. Sandy’s Gov’t career can be summarised as:
Coalition Government (under Churchill)
20 July 1941 – 7 February 1943, Financial Secretary to the War Office
7 February 1943 – 21 November 1944, Parliamentary Secretary, Ministry of Supply
21 November 1944 – 25 May 1945, Minister of Works
Caretaker Government (under Churchill)
25 May 1945 – 26 July 1945, Minister of Works
Conservative Government (under Eden, Macmillan and then Douglas-Home)
31 October 1951 – 18 October 1954, Minister of Supply
18 October 1954 – 13 January 1957, Minister of Housing and Local Government
13 January 1957 – 14 October 1959, Minister of Defence
14 October 1959 – 27 July 1960, Minister of Aviation
27 July 1960 – 13 July 1962, Secretary of State for Commonwealth Relations
13 July 1962 – 16 October 1964, Secretary of State for the Colonies and Commonwealth Relations
While a Minister, Sandys was Chairman of a War Cabinet Committee for defence against German flying bombs and rockets. Sandys was responsible for establishing the European Movement in Britain in 1947 and served as a member of the European Consultative Assembly 1950-51. When Minister of Defence, Sandys’ policies were responsible for lost orders and cuts in research, resulting in several British aircraft manufacturers going out of business.
Sandys was not offered a post when the Tories won the 1970 General Election, but instead served as leader of the UK delegation to the Council of Europe and Western European Union until 1972 when he retired.
In 1974 Sandys retired from the Commons and received a life peerage, becoming Baron Duncan-Sandys.
Sandys was an active early member of the Monday Club.
Between 1969–1984 Sandys was President of Europa Nostra and acted for the preservation of the European cultural and architectural heritage.
Sandys’ business activities included a Directorship of the Ashanti Goldfields Corporation, which was later part of Lonrho of which he became Chairman. Sandys was caught up in the scandal in which Lonrho was revealed to have bribed several African countries and broken international sanctions against Rhodesia (Sandys was a supporter of Ian Smith) as well as the what Ted Heath called the “unpleasant and unacceptable face of capitalism” episode in 1973, in which eight Directors of Lonrho tried to have Tony Rowland, the Chief Exec of Lonrho, 1962-94, removed from his position after they alleged that he had concealed financial information from the Board. Rowland went to the High Court in an attempt to defend his position; he lost the case but remained as Chief Exec anyway as a result of receiving the backing of shareholders. The Directors who had tried to have Rowland removed were the ones who ended up leaving their positions.
In 1935, Duncan Sandys married Diana Churchill, daughter of Wiinston, before Winston became PM. They divorced in 1960, so Dafydd and Gwynne will have had a bit of time to make friends with the lovely couple and of course Dad.
We fought them in the telephone boxes of north Wales and on one occasion of Newcastle… Never in the field of human conflict have so many been entertained by so few.
Sandys’ wife Diana had several nervous breakdowns. In 1962, she began working with the Samaritans. In 1963, she died, at age 54, from an overdose of barbiturates. A coroner later concluded that the death was a suicide. Diana is buried with her parents (who both outlived her) and siblings in Oxfordshire.
It has long been speculated that Sandys may have been the ‘headless man’ whose identity was concealed during the (then considered) scandalous divorce trial of Margaret, Duchess of Argyll, in 1963. Why anyone continues to obsess about the presumed oral sex between the Duchess of Argyll and whoever it was when there were 12 year old boys being gang raped by Dafydd and Gwynne’s customers on a regular basis and a load of other victims in a dungeon at Denbigh until at least the 1980s I cannot understand.
Duncan Sandys died on 26 November 1987 at his home in London. Dafydd’s Denbigh Dungeon was still in operation.
Sandys’ children from his first marriage to Diana Churchill were:
The Hon. Julian Sandys (19 September 1936 – 15 August 1997)
The Hon. Celia Sandys (born 18 May 1943). She married firstly Michael Kennedy and secondly Dennis Walters (divorced 1979).
From his second marriage to Marie Claire Schmitt: The Hon. Laura Sandys (born 5 June 1964), who was the Tory MP for South Thanet, 2010-15 (see previous posts).
Diana and Duncan Sandys’ daughter Edwina Sandys is a sculptor who married stockbroker Piers Dixon in 1960; they were divorced in 1970. Piers Dixon was the Tory MP for Truro, 1970-74, preceding David Penhaligon, the Liberal MP for Truro, 1974-86, who died an untimely death in a car crash on 22 Dec 1986, some 9-10 days after Dafydd unlawfully imprisoned me at Denbigh and some 7-8 days after Ollie Brooke was jailed. Previous posts discussed David Penhaligon, a long standing West Country Liberal whom many hoped would become their Party Leader.
That car crash put an end to such dreams, although it gave David’s newish research assistant Matthew Taylor a wonderful opportunity, because Matthew succeeded David as the MP for Truro! Matthew is now in the Lords, although he’s never been a giant of politics and no-one much has heard of him. See previous posts.
Edwina and Piers have two sons Mark Pierson Dixon (b. 1962) and Hugo Duncan Dixon (b. 1963). Hugo went to Eton and Balliol and became a financial journalist. I recommend that readers have a quick look at Hugo’s career progress and the unfathomably large sums of money that he has acquired via his financial journalism.
Piers Dixon married four times. His second wife was Janet, Countess of Cowley. In 1984, Dixon married Anne Olivia Cronin, daughter of John Desmond Cronin, a Top Doc and Labour MP; they had one son, Piers Alexander Jago. In 1994, Piers Dixon married Ann Mavroleon, daughter of John Davenport.
Piers Dixon died in March 2017. His former father-in-law – whom Piers acquired in 1984, the year that I complained about Gwynne and the Gates Of Hell opened – John Desmond Cronin (1 March 1916-3 January 1986) was born in Shimla, the summer capital of India in the days of the British Raj. His father, John Patrick Cronin (1889–1952), a Director of Lever Brothers‘, was Lord Leverhulme‘s representative in India and later Chairman of Horlicks, Australia. Previous posts have discussed the association between Dafydd and the Gang and Philip Lever, Lord Leverhulme and how Prof Fergus Lowe made excellent use of his knowledge of this and thanks to funding from Unilever, transformed the School of Psychology at Bangor from a derelict house containing a few mediocrities of paedophiles’ friends and a handful of PhD students, one of whom was Dafydd’s daughter, into a globally leading huge academic powerhouse with numerous US professors headhunted at great expense. The paedophiles’ friends remained and Fungus simply added to the problem. See eg. ‘Feet In Chains’.
Cronin’s family returned to their home in Highgate, London in 1919. In 1929, the family near Totteridge in North East Finchley. Totteridge hosted the family home of Vanezza Feltz when she was growing up, Vanessa who married a Nice Young Doctor and became a TV star just when the Gang needed good PR. The local MP was Reginald Maudling. See post ‘Dates For Your Diary’.
Cronin trained at Bart’s and was the Resident Surgeon at Grimsby and District Hospital, 1940-41. Cronin became surgical registrar and surgeon in the Emergency Medical Service at the Royal Free Hospital. He served in the RAMC during the 1940s, took part in the Normandy landings in 1944 and later worked as a surgeon just outside Caen. He was then posted to India and then served in Burma. He returned to England in 1946 to live in Regents Park Road and had at that time a Harley Street practice. In 1947, Cronin was appointed as assistant orthopaedic surgeon at the Prince of Wales Hospital later. In 1948, he was appointed orthopaedic surgeon at the French Hospital.
John Cronin became an expert in industrial injuries and from the 1950s he was regularly an expert witness in personal injury cases. He was a founding Director of Racal Electronics Ltd 1965-1986.
In 1948, Cronin joined the Labour Party. He became Vice Chairman of the North St Pancras Labour Party in 1950, and was a member of London County Council, 1952–55. In 1955, Cronin was elected MP for Loughborough, on the turf of the sex abuse ring in Leicestershire which by the 1960s, had linked up with Dafydd and co and indeed all the other rings in the UK. Think Greville and Greville’s dad Barnett, who was in the Commons with Cronin. See previous posts.
Cronin was a close friend of Hugh Gaitskell and Woy. In 1964, Cronin wrote a report for Harold Wilson, in which he argued for the Ministries of Shipping and Aviation to be combined. Wilson agreed and the result was that both Ministries were combined and become known as the MoD.
In 1965, Cronin was offered a peerage; he turned it down and continued to represent his Loughborough seat until 1979, when he lost it to the Tory Stephen Dorrell. Who succeeded Virginia Bottomley as Health Secretary on 5 July 1995, when there was havoc in north Wales and Sir Edward du Cann thought that he might have a lot to tell, decided that he didn’t and soon found himself once again a wealthy man living in Cyprus.
In 1984 – GWYNNE!! – Cronin became a member of Brooks’ having been proposed as a member by Woy. Cronin hunted, regularly rode Household Cavalry horses in Hyde Park, played polo, squash and tennis. Cronin was an enthusiastic yachtsman – a member of Hampshire’s Royal Lymington Yacht Club and was Commodore of the House of Commons Yacht Club. Cronin’s yacht, named ‘Hardie’ after the founder of the Labour Party – It’s All For The Poor! – was a 17 ton Bermudian rigged sloop and won the Cowes to Cherbourg race with Cronin at the helm. ‘Hardie’ was far from the only thing associated with Cronin that was rigged.
John Cronin married Cora Mumby-Croft and they had three children, the first being Anne Olivia, born in 1942, who married Piers Dixon, Tory MP and son of Sir Pierson Dixon, GCMG, Ambassador to France, 1960–64. Pauline Margaret Cronin was born in 1944 and married Stephen Clarke, the son of Bernard and Doris Clarke. Charles John Cronin was born in 1961 and married Jane Hockey; Charles served on Westminster City Council as a Tory, 1998- 2002. See previous posts for details of Westminster City Councillors who were facilitating the Westminster Paedophile Ring and of course Dame Shirley Porter…
Here’s Cronin, concerning himself over the matter of The Poor:
John Desmond Cronin, shown reading Hansard in his Wimpole Street consulting room in 1967
John Cronin died on 3 January 1986, aged 69, whilst out riding in the New Forest. In the late afternoon his horse returned home without him. He was found dead on a forest path. A post mortem later found that he had died of a massive heart attack and a stroke.
du Cann was forced to resign as Chairman of Lonrho in 1991 as a result of his role as Deputy Chairman of Homes Assured, a finance company which crashed. His resignation came two days before the company collapsed, owing £10 million. The Serious Fraud Office began an inquiry. Du Cann was involved in several legal disputes over debts. Cothay Manor was repossessed in 1992 and du Cann’s London flat in Westminster was repossessed in 1993. In 1985-86, the Eagle Star insurance company began proceedings three times to repossess Cothay Manor. Between 1980 and 1993 there were at least seven writs against du Cann for late payment of bills, including failure to pay water rates, to pay commission on the sale of a yacht, to keep up his mortgage payments and to clear a £137,000 overdraft. du Cann left Somerset and lived for several years in Alderney on the Isle of Wight.
du Cann got his filthy paws on money again and again and called on assistance from friends in high places throughout the years of my battles with the Gang. D.G.E. Wood’s family were Top Doctors based in Bristol. The Gang’s partner in crime in Gov’t, David Hunt, had read law at Bristol University when Wood was at Bristol Medical School and had worked for the Tories in the West Country before succeeding Dafydd’s mate Selwyn Lloyd as the Tory MP for the Wirral. David Hunt was called upon to act as Secretary of State for Wales (again) just for a few days, 26 June 1995-5 July 1995, (succeeding John Redwood and preceding William Hague) as the crisis escalated in north Wales and lies were told about Dafydd retiring and the North Wales Hospital closing down. Then there were all those deaths of key witnesses in July 1995 and Brown being sacked….
On 25 March 1993 du Cann told the media that within days his solicitors would be applying to have a bankruptcy order made in the London Bankruptcy Court on 12 March 1993 against him lifted. Because of that order, an Inland Revenue petition for unpaid taxes became a formality on 25 March 1993 and was automatically dismissed at a brief private hearing before Registrar Geoffrey Pimm in London on 25 March 1993. Both the Inland Revenue and the law firm who had requested du Cann’s bankruptcy had filed their petitions in Jan 1993.
An article in the ‘Sunday Herald’, 18 July 1995, about du Cann mentioned his long and glorious life – he was by then 71 yrs old – his service in the Royal Naval Reserve in the 1940s, his former close relationship to Ted Heath and his numerous dodgy deals and friendships with the rich and famous. It was explained that du Cann’s wife had recently died, that du Cann was living on the Isle of Wight in reduced circumstances and was unhappy at the way that the Tory Party was ‘being run’. Du Cann told the ‘Sunday Herald’ that he had a lot to tell and he would be telling it.
Du Cann never did tell anyone anything, or at least if he did, whatever he told them received no publicity. He then found himself in possession of a great deal of money.
In Oct 2013 the ‘Cyprus Mail’ ran a feature on a long forgotten elderly English gentleman who had been living in Cyprus for the last 12 years and who’s previous as the Chief Exec of a a wine company with vineyards in the south of France had prompted him to ‘invest’ in Cyprus vine yards years previously. It was Edward du Cann. Du Cann told the ‘Cyprus Mail’ that he used to regularly visit the south of France to ‘inspect the vine yards’. John Allen owned a villa in the south of France to which he took kids from the children’s homes of north Wales ‘on holiday’. Dafydd was a regular in the south of France as well, he ‘held clinics’ there.
So it looks as though du Cann rolled up in Cyprus with much dosh to invest in vine yards just after the publication of the Waterhouse Report.
I need to mention Lord Charles Hill here. Charles Hill has featured in previous posts eg. ‘BMA Calling, BMA Calling’ and ‘The Naked Civil Servants’ but I want to flag up a few more things. Charles Hill was a huge pain in the bum wherever he went, a sort of Dr Death whom PMs wanted on board because Hill was a Top Doctors’ Leader, but Hill would then cause havoc. Hill found fame as the ‘radio doctor’ during WWII, when he was employed to broadcast to the nation in a Lord Haw-Haw manner. Hill was employed to do the broadcasts because the Gov’t thought that he would not be suspected of propaganda because he was a Top Doc. When he was PM, Harold Wilson appointed Charles Hill Chairman of the BBC, 1967-72, a move that infuriated Richard Crossman (or so Crossman noted in his ‘Diaries’) as Crossman viewed Hill as a pompous idiot who would stifle the BBC. Hill’s presence as Chairman of the BBC would of course do the very opposite; Hill’s colleagues were facilitating the Westminster Paedophile Ring and they were busy in the BBC as well. Richard Crossman did know that.
Wilson appointed Hill as Chairman at a time when Hugh Carlton-Greene was DG of the BBC – Carlton-Greene was the brother of the novelist Graham and many members of the family were working for the security services (see previous posts) – and there was much public concern re the alleged immorality being promoted by the BBC. One of the most vocal was of course Mary Whitehouse who was conducting a personal war with Carlton-Greene. The Mary who was a schoolteacher from the West Midlands, knew about organised abuse on her doorstep, said nothing but loved those Top Docs who were facilitating the abuse and worked with them on her Clean Up campaigns. We’re talking Bluglass, Dafydd, Colin Berry etc. Mary also campaigned with Lord Longford who, along with many members of his family, were colluding with the Gang while they busied themselves with prison reform and literary pursuits. See post ‘Comedies of Menace’.
Lady Antonia, Lord Longford’s daughter:
Who was married to Swearing Harold:
Swearing Harold had an affair with Joan of the BBC:
Lady Antonia was a friend and colleague of Conrad, 5th Earl Russell. Conrad was a Liberal politician and one of the very troubled children of Bertrand, who used the services of Gwynne and Dafydd as well as those of Theodore Goddard, lawyers to High Society Crooks:
Points of note re Lord Charles Hill:
Charles Hill was born in Islington and educated at St Olave’s Grammar School in Southwark. London. By the 1970s, Southwark was a stronghold of a partner gang to Dafydd and Gwynne which thrived as a result of the corruption in the Bermondsey Labour Party and Southwark Borough Council and the presence of Lord Bob Mellish and his pals. A great many kids from Southwark were sent to children’s homes in north Wales and complaints were ignored, including one of a boy being sexually assaulted at gunpoint. See previous posts eg. ‘The Battle For The Labour Party’s Soul’.
Southwark is on the doorstep of the Maudsley and Dafydd’s mate David Ennals made friends with Dafydd’s mate from the Maudsley, the crazed Dr Jim Birley, when Jim Birley was establishing charidees for Empowered Service Users in Southwark. Jim Birley, despite being mad and facilitating a sex abuse ring served, as President of the Royal College of Psychiatrists. See eg. ‘A Galaxy Of Talent’. Dafydd met the best at the Maudsley when he ‘trained’ there after qualifying from Liverpool but before being appointed as a consultant at Denbigh in 1964. The Maudsley was trafficking back in the era of Anthony Eden and Profumo.
Charles Hill went to Trinity College, Cambridge and undertook his medical training at the London Hospital. Alumni associations are everything to Top Docs. Trinity College, Cambridge = the Cambridge spy ring. London Hospital: facilitating the Westminster Paedophile Ring in a very big way from the early 1960s. The London Hospital crowd included Sir John Rogers Ellis (who went to Oundle and Trinity College, Cambridge), Ellis’s protege Clifford Wilson, Anthony Jackson, Sir William Asscher, Wendy Savage and Lord Bob Winston. The London Hospital was partnering Dafydd’s Gang by the late 1960s as described in previous posts and by the late 1960s Sir John Ellis was responsible for postgraduate medical training across the whole of London University, along with Clifford Wilson. Anthony Jackson was responsible for placing junior Docs across the whole of the south of England, including in Bristol and Taunton. See eg. post ‘Oliver’s Army’, ‘Error Of Judgement?’ and ‘A Charming Uplifting Sound…’.
Hill became Deputy Medical Officer of Oxford in 1930. He was Assistant Secretary of the BMA, 1932-44 and Secretary, 1944-50. Hill was the BMA’s Secretary when the NHS was introduced in 1948. Hill told Nye that he wouldn’t be getting an NHS if GPs became salaried NHS employees. Nye who did it for The Poor followed Hill’s orders.
Hill was the Conservative and National Liberal MP for Luton, 1950-63.
Hill served in the Gov’ts of Churchill’s, Eden and Macmillan. Under Macmillan, Charles Hill was Minister of Housing and Local Gov’t and Welsh Affairs, Oct 1961-July 1962.
Charles Hill was one of Gwynne and Dafydd’s mates whom Macmillan kicked out of the Cabinet in the Night of the Long Knives. See previous posts. Hill did not go away and neither did Dafydd and Gwynne.
Hill became Baron Hill on 13 June 1963. Or he would have Told All and as Edward du Cann smugly told William Hague in 1995, ‘I’ve got a lot to tell’. FINGS BREAK.
DATES FOR YOUR DIARY:
On 17 June 1963, Macmillan survived a Parliamentary vote with a majority of 69, one fewer than had been thought necessary for his survival, and was afterwards joined in the smoking-room only by his son Maurice and son-in-law ie. Julian Amery, not by any Cabinet minister.
JFK visited Macmillan’s country home on 29–30 June 1963, for talks about the planned Multilateral Force. They never met again and this was to be Kennedy’s last visit to the UK. JFK was assassinated on Nov 22 1963, shortly after the end of Macmillan’s premiership.
By the summer of 1963, Conservative Party Chairman Lord Poole was urging Macmillan to retire. Lord Poole would have been another useful contact for the Gang. Oliver Poole was the Tory MP for Oswestry, 1945-50, preceding Lord David Harlech. By the 1960s, there was a ring in Shropshire directly linked to Dafydd’s Gang and John Allen established a children’s home in Shropshire. John Biffen, Thatcher’s Cabinet Minister who went to school with my father and who’s parents lived near us, succeeded Lord Harlech as the MP for Oswestry. See eg. ‘A Local Boy Made Good?’.
Oliver Brian Sanderson Poole was born at St Marylebone and his father was an insurance broker and a member of Lloyd’s of London. Oliver went to Eton and Christ Church, Oxford. After serving in the Life Guards and Warwickshire Yeomanry, Poole was elected for Oswestry. Altough he lost his seat in 1950, he served as Joint Honorary Treasurer of the Tory Party, 1952-55, its Chairman, 1955-57, its Deputy Chairman, 1957-59, its joint Chairman with Iain Macleod (see previous posts) in 1963 and its Vice-Chairman, 1963-64. Poole became Baron Poole in July 1963. He also became a Privy Counsellor in 1963.
In 1933, Poole joined a firm of building contractors in Birmingham. He joined the family business, John Poole & Son Ltd, insurance brokers, in the City, in 1939 and became a member of Lloyds. In 1950, Poole joined S. Pearson & Sons Ltd on the invitation of his friend Weetman Pearson, 3rd Viscount Cowdray, and became Chief Executive. He oversaw the expansion of the company through the acquisition of the Financial Times, Penguin Books, Longman, Chateau Latour and Royal Doulton. From 1950 to 1965, Poole was a Director of the merchant bank Lazard Brothers & Co, in which Pearsons owned an 80% of the stock; Poole was its Chairman, 1965-73. Poole became a member of the Board of Fiat, in Turin in 1972.
Lord Poole married three times and his children were/are: Caroline, Alison Victoria, Sheila Marian and David Charles. David Poole inherited the peerage.
Oliver Poole was confined to a wheelchair after he suffered a stroke in 1974. He spent summers at his villa in Chianti, Tuscany. Poole died from bronchopneumonia in Kensington in Jan 1993. So Poole was part of that flurry of witnesses to Gwynne and Dafydd who died in early 1993, including Lord Kenyon, his son Thomas Tyrell-Kenyon and Lady Eva Green, the wife of Sir Allan Green the DPP who resigned after an encounter with the police and some sex workers in King’s Cross. Lady Eva’s improbable ‘suicide’ occurred two days after Lord Poole pegged out. See previous posts for info on Sir Allan and Lady Eva.
Poole was survived by his third wife and his four children from his first marriage and was succeeded in the barony by his son David.
The Denning Report – which was widely perceived to have been a cover-up and not a very convincing one (see previous posts) – into the Profumo Scandal was published on 26 September 1963.
Macmillan talked retirement options over with his son Maurice and other senior ministers. Over lunch with Lord Swinton on 30 Sept 1963 Macmillan favoured stepping down, but only if Quintin Hogg could be shoehorned in as his successor.
Lord Swinton was another useful pal for Gwynne and Dafydd. Philip Cunliffe-Lister, 1st Earl of Swinton (1 May 1884-27 July 1972), was known as Philip Lloyd-Greame until 1924 and as The Viscount Swinton, 1935-55. Philip Lloyd-Greame was the younger son of Lieutenant-Colonel Yarburgh George Lloyd-Greame of Bridlington, Yorkshire. Philip’s mum Dora was a daughter of the Right Reverend James Thomas O’Brien, Bishop of Ossory.
Philip was educated at Winchester College and studied law at University College, Oxford, after which he was admitted to the Inner Temple. Philip served in the British Army during WW I and spent time with Churchill at his advanced HQ, Lawrence Farm. They later worked together in the Baldwin ministries of the 1920s, when Philip Cunliffe-Lister served as a Minister of state. In 1917 Cunliffe-Lister was appointed Joint Secretary to the Minister of National Service. He was noticed by Lloyd George, who recruited him to be Chairman of the Labour sub-committee of the War Cabinet. At the end of the war, Cunliffe-Lister stood as a Conservative candidate and was elected for Hendon, holding this seat until he entered the Lords in 1935.
Cunliffe-Lister achieved his first ministerial post in Foreign Affairs in 1920 and took charge of the Overseas Trade Department in 1921 as Additional Parliamentary Secretary. In 1922 he became a Privy Counsellor and was appointed President of the Board of Trade, an office he held with two breaks until 1931. This fast elevation to the Cabinet resulted from the collapse of Lloyd George’s Coalition Gov’t, which forced the new PM Bonar Law to promote many inexperienced MPs. In 1923, Law was forced to resign due to failing health. Cunliffe-Lister/Lloyd-Graeme was the last survivor of Law’s Cabinet. (On 27 Nov 1924 Lloyd-Greame changed his surname to Cunliffe-Lister so as to be able to inherit property from his wife’s family.)
In 1931 Cunliffe-Lister was one of the Tories chosen to negotiate with the Labour PM Ramsay MacDonald as the latter’s Gov’t collapsed and was replaced by the multi-party National Gov’t in 1931. Cunliffe-Lister was one of just four Tories in the emergency Cabinet, serving as Secretary of State for the Colonies, 1931-35. When MacDonald was succeeded as PM by Stanley Baldwin, Cunliffe-Lister became Secretary of State for Air. In 1935, he was ennobled as Viscount Swinton, retaining his ministerial office for the next three years into the premiership of Neville Chamberlain Viscount Swinton took the strategic post of Secretary of State for Air, responsible for Britain air defences, in the lead up to WW II. In the Lords, Swinton was free to be Chairman of the UK Commercial Corporation responsible for boosting enterprise and output. Neville Chamberlain appointed Lord Winterton (an Irish peer who sat in the Commons) to speak for the Air Ministry in the Commons. This arrangement did not prove successful and in May 1938 there was a disastrous debate on Air and it became clear to Chamberlain that the Secretary of State must sit in the House of Commons. Swinton was dismissed, his political career seemingly over.
After serving as Minister Resident in West Africa during WW II, Swinton’s career revived when he was appointed as the first Minister of Civil Aviation, a post he held until the end of the war. During 1944 Swinton served on the Executive Committee and on the Steering Committee at the Convention on International Civil Aviation carried out in Chicago, formally representing the UK.
When Churchill formed his Gov’t in 1951 he appointed Swinton as Chancellor of the Duchy of Lancaster a